Chapter 15: Permit To Leave

I knew it was morning but I couldn’t tell which part of morning I woke up to.

The last thing I saw last night was Quim’s face. I watched him sleep under the dim light of the lampshade like a baby. He slept soundly and calmly.

He still looks the same this morning and as I was about to indulge myself in this view of his charming face that I appreciated only recently when I started to know him a little more, I remembered that I woke up because someone was calling me on the phone and it’s still calling me now.

I got back to my senses when I saw Bobby's name in the caller ID.

I checked the time and date. It’s past 9AM and it’s not even the weekend. Living here for the past two weeks made me lose my sense of time and day.

I felt Quim’s hand on my arm.

“What time is it?” he asked.

“Quim, Bobby’s calling me. What should I say?” I asked.

He looked at me. “Calm down. Just answer it,” he said.

“Just audio, right?” I asked.

He smiled.

“Oh my gosh, he’s outside the gate,” I said. I’m be