Chapter 8
Toby glanced at the caller ID on his cell phone. Lonnie again. He supposed he was going to have to go back to work soon. He really didn’t feel well. But how long could you call out sick from a broken heart?
“Hi, Lonnie.”
“Toby, how are you feeling? We’re worried about you.”
And now the guilt washed over him. He had been sitting at home feeling sorry for himself for the last three nights. Tonight was Saturday and he knew he should go into work.
“I’m doing a lot better than I was,” he lied. It hurt just as much. The thought he would never see Lucas again tore him apart. Even if it was how it had to be.
“Good, I’m glad to hear it. I wanted to tell you not to worry about tonight. Just rest until your next scheduled day on Wednesday. Come back fresh then.”
Toby bit his lip. “Lo
