OUTSIDE, HANNAH DIALED Morgan’s number and waited. It rang four times and then rolled to her voice mail, catching her off guard. She started to stammer out a message, then stopped and hung up. She wasn’t sure what to say.
She needn’t have worried as a text from Morgan crossed her screen.
Morgan: Can’t talk right now but can text.
Hannah: Okay. Did you hear school is canceled?
Morgan: Yes
Hannah: Hate to ask, but did you do any designs?
Morgan: Yes. Well, one so far
Morgan: Still working on another one
Hannah: Okay. Good. What do you think we should do about showing them to Mr. West?
Morgan: I really want Chef to see them 1st, after you, I mean
Hannah: Me too.
Morgan: I’m in no hurry to go back and see that guy
Hannah nodded to herself. To Morgan, she texted: Okay then. See you
