RAY'S CALL

Ray was drunk. Fuck!

With his vision a little bit blurry, he found his way to his red Nova and fumbled for his keys, almost dropping Alas' phone in the process. Before going inside the car, he dialed a phone number and impatiently waited for the answer. His first attempt was a failure. It took two more attempts before his call finally got through.

"Hello?"

Ray didn't expect Lily's voice sounded like this—she sounded like a kid.

"Hello? Who's this? Hello?"

He wasn't sure what to say. All he knew was that he wanted to talk to her. Speak, idiot! He urged himself. If he wouldn't talk, she might hang up. What should he say then?

"I'm sorry. It's already past midnight. It's really late. Please tell me what can I do for you. If not, I need to end the call."

No! She shouldn't end the call not now that he really wanted to hear her voice, so he mustered up a lame, "Hello."

There was a loud silence between them. Ray prayed she wanted to talk to him.