I took out my phone and called her.
Was she angry at me?
No one picked up the phone even when I tried to call again and again.
At my wit's end, I called Jerome.
When he answered the call, his tone was extremely impatient. "Wanda, I'm very busy now."
I chuckled. "What are you busy with?"
"I'm busy feeding the baby." Jerome's voice was laced with resentment.
I burst out in jesting laughter. "What a difficult position to be in for a manly man like you."
"Don't gloat, it'll be your turn soon." Jerome was going crazy.
I nodded. "Gladly."
After the playful banter, I asked, "When are you and Cecilia going to come to Whaldorf?"
"I don't know," Jerome was being a little vague. "We'll see.
I did not press further. "Why isn't Cecilia answering her phone? What is she up to?"
"I don't know what she's up to as well. Erm, I gotta go. The baby is about to cry."
Jerome hung up right after that. I stared at my phone i n disbelief. Something was not adding up.
However, I did not call to ask in detail and continued t o finish up my work.
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