Andy’s phone pinged with another text message. It was from that same number that kept leaving silly one line messages the last several days. She wondered yet again who was sending her cryptic messages. She thought about sending David a text to ask if he knew the number, but decided to call him instead.
“It’s mid morning, why doesn’t he answer his phone?” she mumbled as the call rolled to the prompt to leave a message. “This is Andy. Can you call me back as soon as possible. I really need to ask you something and I don’t feel comfortable leaving a message.”
Considering the quarrel they had last night, she was not really surprised that he didn’t answer. She just hoped he was not immature enough to hold a grudge for long. Of course, she did call him a selfish ass-hole. He wasn’t always selfish though, she thought begrudgingly. He was actually a pretty nice guy. When anyone asked him to do something, he always helped out. She wanted him to read her mind, she realized just then. She had been worried about a little problem for a couple of days and he hadn’t even noticed. If she had just told him about the situation to begin with she probably wouldn’t be persona non grata right now.
Andy had just ordered a coffee and was just getting ready to text David when an incoming text message lit up her phone. “Don’t text him, ” it said. “What the hell?!’ Andy gasped, almost dropping her phone as she looked up and scanned the area. No one near her was looking her way. In fact, no one near her was even alone. People in two’s and three’s where gathered at the coffee house talking or studying. There was no single person in the place, other than herself. And she had just gotten there less than five minutes ago. She didn’t even think anyone had come into the coffee house since she had arrived.
She grabbed her coffee as it came out of the barista’s hand and edged into a seat at the bar. Anxiously she redialled David’s number and when he failed to answer again she left a rather curt and hurried message. Trying to look nonchalant she glanced around the room. Reconfirming that no one appeared interested her, she hurriedly sipped her coffee while she absently chewed on her thumb nail. She should stay in public, around people, she thought. Maybe she should walk to the police station. In an effort to justify the increase in property taxes the town council had been making improvements which included a Police Kiosk just around the corner. That was a good plan, she would go talk to the officer stationed there. Andy stood up, tossed her empty cup in the trash and excused her way past a large group of moms with strollers and toddlers who had just arrived. This was a great time to leave. Toddlers frightened her with their sticky hands and runny noses.
Yet another message appeared on her phone as she exited the coffee house. “Why are you in such a hurry? You should have stayed.”
That was enough. This was getting way too personal. She had to get help now. Andy was starting to hyper ventilate as she ran toward the Police Kiosk. The air, starting to take a grey and electric feeling, threatened rain as a wind appeared out of nowhere. It felt to Andy that Mother Nature was just as upset as she. As she slowed down to dial David once more she ran directly into a man and wife in their late 50’s. The man caught her around the waist as David’s message started recording. “Please!” Andy gasped between gulps of air and sobs.
The phone disconnected.
Under a blanket of snow 
I’m begging you.
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Thank you. I will come back to this. Glad you enjoyed it. Thanks for stopping by!