What is my suspicion, Teri wondered as her thoughts whirled, trying to come up with something fast, “My suspicion is,” she paused, as if for dramatic effect, “that you will never get to hear my suspicion.” She slammed the phone down so hard that the table gave a little jolt.
“Did he just…” the voice coming from behind made Teri jump, she turned her chair around to find Shelley standing there, “call you?”
“Geezus, Shelley, don’t do that,” Teri was still clutching her chest, “yes, he did just call and for your information, I hung up on him. Gosh, when did guys become so creepy?”
“How do you even know if it’s really him,” Shelley said, “for all we know, it could’ve been someone pretending to be him or worse,” her eyes grew wide, “AI!”
Written for Six Sentence Story. The prompt is “Table”.
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