The phone calls seem to be plentiful today. No sooner had Emma Campbell hung up than James Brown's cell phone rang again. It was a call from Helen Wilson. James Brown casually answered the call, and Helen Wilson's annoyed voice came through immediately: "James Brown, you ass, I'm starving to death."
James Brown was stunned for a moment, a sense of frustration washing over him. In the busyness of today's events, he had forgotten about Helen Wilson - he hadn't gone over after work, and since Wilson was still healing at home with limited mobility, missing this day meant he hadn't taken care of her, and she probably hadn't eaten yet.
"I had too much going on at the office today, and I've only just finished. I'll be right over."
"You ass, you definitely forgot about me."
"Hehe, how could I? How could I forget about you? Wait for me, I'll be there in less than twenty minutes."
