*Rebecca*

My phone rang where it was tucked into my desk drawer. It made an awful noise rattling inside the desk, and I hurried to snatch it out. I didn't recognize the number on the screen, but I answered it anyway.

"Hello?" I answered curiously.

"Miss Johnson?" the voice on the other line asked. "This is Thomas from yesterday."

Oh. I thought the voice sounded familiar. "How can I help you?" I was so curious as to what this was about. It was nice to ...