It's Never Gonna Be Too Late.
I Hope I'm Right.
Alex's POV.
"Bob, it's 11:45. Don't you think they'd be done talking by now?" I asked him.
"They should be. But please stop asking. You're working me up."
"Sorry .." I walked into the bedroom.
I heard the classic and boring cell phone ring from my purse.
I never felt like changing it to something I actually liked.
I looked at the screen, it reading, Ashe.
"Who is it, honey?" Bob called.
"Ashe. Give me a few minutes."
"Okay," he responded.
Accepting her call, I spoke.
"Hey, Ashe, what's up?"
"Frank! Where is he? Have you seen him? He's never done this before. I don't know where he went!"
"Whoa, whoa, whoa. Calm down and slow down. What's going on?"
"Frank. I don't know where he went. And he didn't leave a note or anything."
"When did this happen?"
"Just now. I just walked through the door coming home."
"Oh, did you talk to Gee?"
"Yeah .."
"And, how's everything going?"
"I told him I'd think about it."
"Okay. One thing down. Now, are you sure Frank didn't say anything beforehand?"
"Nope, not a thing. I'm getting worried now."
"Don't be. I'm sure he's fine. Do you have any idea of where he could have gone?"
"No, it's almost 12 in the morning. The last thing I remember him saying to me was he knew how I felt because he had felt the same at one point."
I stopped and thought, taking in the last thing she said.
"I think I know where he is," I said.
"Where?!"
"I'll be right over."
"Bob, it's 11:45. Don't you think they'd be done talking by now?" I asked him.
"They should be. But please stop asking. You're working me up."
"Sorry .." I walked into the bedroom.
I heard the classic and boring cell phone ring from my purse.
I never felt like changing it to something I actually liked.
I looked at the screen, it reading, Ashe.
"Who is it, honey?" Bob called.
"Ashe. Give me a few minutes."
"Okay," he responded.
Accepting her call, I spoke.
"Hey, Ashe, what's up?"
"Frank! Where is he? Have you seen him? He's never done this before. I don't know where he went!"
"Whoa, whoa, whoa. Calm down and slow down. What's going on?"
"Frank. I don't know where he went. And he didn't leave a note or anything."
"When did this happen?"
"Just now. I just walked through the door coming home."
"Oh, did you talk to Gee?"
"Yeah .."
"And, how's everything going?"
"I told him I'd think about it."
"Okay. One thing down. Now, are you sure Frank didn't say anything beforehand?"
"Nope, not a thing. I'm getting worried now."
"Don't be. I'm sure he's fine. Do you have any idea of where he could have gone?"
"No, it's almost 12 in the morning. The last thing I remember him saying to me was he knew how I felt because he had felt the same at one point."
I stopped and thought, taking in the last thing she said.
"I think I know where he is," I said.
"Where?!"
"I'll be right over."