He stared at me with his mouth slightly opened. “I messaged you Amy. I emailed you, I called. But I was blocked.” He pulled out his phone and placed it on the table. He clicked the contacts and clicked my name. I pulled my phone out and waited.
“The customer you have called is unavailable.” My eyebrows shot up.
“That’s not right.” I put my phone down. “We spoke when I was getting fixed up in the hospital.”
He nodded. “You called my office line, not my cell phone.” He sighed. “It’s a desk phone I check every day. I could still call you from that number…” He looked at me with a pained expression. “But it’s not secure, and what I wanted to talk to you about was personal.” He looked away. “But.” He waved his hand at his phone. “You blocked me.”
“But I didn’t/” I pulled up my block list,
