Page 13 of Gravity of Love
“Who do you think got me started?” he asked flatly.
“Noooooo!” she cried dramatically, then chuckled and got back on track, the reason she called was because AJ, like Zee, had a very low tolerance for phone calls, and she knew the clock had started when he picked up on the second ring. “Okay, so, the reason I called—do you know where Liam works?”
“Yes.”
Her nostrils flared with irritation at his short, non-informative response, but this was the reason she’d called him instead of Niko. He never told anyone anything unless they asked the question directly.
“Where does he work?”
“Pine Ridge General Hospital,” AJ said, as if he were reciting an address from memory.
“How long has he worked there?”
“Seven years and five months.”
Frankie’s mouth dropped open in shock.
“Seven years and five months?!” she repeated in disbelief.
“Yes,” he confirmed.
“Why didn’t you tell me?” she demanded, a little too sharply.
“You never asked.”
Right. Dumb question on her part. She needed to keep her emotions out of this and stay on track before AJ’s patience for this telephonic chinwag ran out and he hung up. What else did she need to know?
“Did you know he changed his last name?”
“No.”
Oh...um...she honestly wasn't expecting that answer, so she was unsure of where to go from there. If he didn’t even know he changed his last name, he wouldn’t knowwhyhe changed it.
“Has he ever mentioned anyone with the last name Davies?”
“No.”
Well, crap. It seemed the catalyst for the identity change would remain a mystery. For now.
“How often do you and Liam talk…or keep in touch?” she rephrased.
“He calls on average every sixty-two days. Texts on average every nineteen days. We haven’t emailed in four years, six months, and four days.”
It always blew her mind that her brother could keep numbers like that straight in his head when she couldn’t even remember what her social security number was.
Frankie tried to picture what his and Liam’s conversations would sound like. Did they talk about the weather, about work, or about her? No. Why would he ask about her?
“Bye, Frankie.”
That was it. AJ was done with this conversation.
“Wait, AJ, how often do we talk or keep in touch?” She thought she reached out to him often, but did she? She would hate it if Liam checked in on her brother more than she did.
“On average, we talk on the phone every thirty-four days and text every six. We haven’t emailed for eight years and two months.”
The last time she emailed him was to send him the information for her college graduation.
“We text every six days?” She didn’t think she texted that much.
