(Brad)
It had taken four days.
Long enough for the waiting to become part of my routine. Every morning started with checking my phone before I was fully awake. Every night ended with me wondering if tomorrow would finally be the day.
I hadn't slept properly since the appointment.
The first night I had lain awake until past two with nothing but the question turning over in my head. The second night wasn't much better. By the third night I was so tired I finally slept but I woke up before five feeling no different.
The call came sooner than I expected.
Not soon enough to stop the waiting from getting under my skin. Long enough that checking my phone had become part of my routine. Long enough that I was tired of wondering.
I got up before six and made coffee and stood at the kitchen wi
