I was glad to see my sister opening up again, relieved that Mark hadn't completely crushed her self-esteem.
We continued eating lunch while I gave her a rundown of my meeting today and how well it had gone. When we were finished, we headed out of the deli and I waited at the curb with her, chitchatting while waiting for her rideshare to arrived to take her back to the apartment.
Her cellphone rang and she dug it out of her purse. An unfamiliar number was on the display, which usually indicated a spam call.
She looked hesitant, because nobody enjoyed dealing with telemarketers. "I should answer this just in case it's Brandy or someone at Dare PR about my employment starting on Monday."
I agreed. I knew that calls from the office always showed up with the firm's name for me, but considering Valerie had just been offered the job, I understood why she didn't want to ignore the incoming call.
She connected the line and put the phone to her ear. "Hello?"
