All Six… I 47A

The next evening, after a very eventful day, Sawyer, Cassius and Viola were on the couch sitting in that order while Tyson was kneeling on the floor, in front of the desk they had brought to the middle of the living room, clicking on icons and tapping keys on his laptop. Sawyer looked at his watch, excited and full of doubt. This had been the plan but will it work? “Are you sure they’ll both pick up?” He asked Tyson for the third time in the last hour.

Cassius chuckled. “Why are you so worried?”

“The different time zones is one reason.” Sawyer answered.

“We planned it out perfectly.” Tyson assured.

“And we agreed to do this. They won’t flake on us.” Viola added.

“It’s ringing.” Tyson announced eagerly, stood up and went to the back of the couch so he can be seen.

The laptop screen was split into two. The first face to appear on the screen was Symphony’s, she looked so very happy and sad at the same time as she saw their smiling faces and spoke.