Dec 15, 2008 02:09
"Hello?"
"It's three. I love you. Get up and go to work."
The alarm went off.
"Drew?"
"Doc, wake up. I love you. Go to work."
"'kay."
"Are you sitting up?"
"Yeah."
"Liar. Get up."
Scott sat up. "I'm up." He could smell coffee.
"Coffee's on. Take a shower, drink it. I love you. I'll see you later."
"Drew?"
"Yeah?"
"I love you, too."
"I know. Go to work."
Chris Owen - 9-1-1