“And how was your night?” I asked.
“Good,” she almost sang, enigmatically.
I took the bait. “What did you do?” Oh how I wished that I wasn’t just talking to her over the phone from so far away, but that I was with her, in bed, having our usual pillow talk.
“I had dinner with Cammy and then went back to her place for a while. We talked for about two hours and then Andy came home.”