Chapter 76
“Come on,” Jason tried, “what if she’s worried? Maybe you aren’t that close, but I bet she’s heard it on the news. She’s probably concerned. And she called you. She wants to talk to you.”
“But I…we aren’t…” Colby closed those eyes. Gave up, which Jason didn’t like, but it was capitulation, and maybe this would be a good thing; maybe Colby was assuming based on the past; maybe Colby’s mother wanted to mend whatever’d been broken, in the aftermath of this accident?
Jason wanted to believe so. Tried to express this belief from every atom, in Colby’s direction.
Colby finished, eyes remaining shut, “Answer if you want.”
Jason picked up the phone and did, on speaker. “Hello?”
“Ah. The fellow actor.” The voice on the other end could’ve sliced glass: dinner-party English, dry and exquisite as wine, unyielding as flint. “Is Colby incapable of speaking at the moment?”
Jason threw Colby a glance. No lifelines there. “Um…we’re both here? We’re glad you called, it’s nice to—”