Charlie glanced at the time on his computer clock. Nearly seven o’clock and no Noah. Again.
He hadn’t heard from or seen Noah since Thursday night, and it was now Tuesday night at seven.
“Jesus, Noah, I’ve never known you to hold a grudge this long,” he said out loud.
He hadn’t been that surprised when Noah didn’t show up the first night after their fight or whatever it was. Charlie figured he needed a night to get over what an ass Charlie had been.
But nothing Saturday, Sunday or Monday either. And not today.
Charlie pushed away from the computer desk and grabbed up his cell phone. Definitely on and definitely no message. Or missed calls.
He found Noah’s cell number and hit send. It rang two times, three times.
“Hi, this is Noah’s phone. Leave a message.”
“Noah, this is Charlie. C
