Not dead.
Silas
Fuck, there goes three hours writing up your obituary.
Warren
Hold onto it, I guess?
Silas
Good idea.
Now that you’ve come up for air, how are things?
I give him a brief update with my ribs and Maisie so he stops worrying. Then I find some meds and swallow them down. Afterlast night’s and this morning’s activities, I’m probably a bit sorer than I should be.
Still, nothing I can’t handle.
Silas
That’s great, dude.
Oh, not that you asked but…
Oh God.
Warren
I’m scared.
I continue cooking while I wait for his response, grabbing meat and veggies from the fridge and cracking eggs into a bowl.
Silas
I took your advice and planned a spontaneous drive out into the woods with Aundrea. Got into the back seat and accidentally kicked the door open while we were in the middle of it. Ended up with a tick on her ass and a million mosquito bites. She’s pissed!
I blink at my phone screen.
He has to be joking.
Warren
I didn’t say take her to the woods.
Silas
Didn’t you?
Warren
I said a SECLUDED area. Why would you take her to the woods? That’s where wild animals and murderers hide.
Silas
That’s what she said! Fuck.
Warren