Jen knocked on Michal's door.
Every week at two o'clock sharp, she and Michal would both go somewhere and talk about one subject for at least an hour. That was the deal that they had agreed on the day after they had finished furnishing Jennifer's apartment.
This time, however, Michal hadn't shown up. He was always on time. That was one thing that Jennifer appreciated about Michal, was his punctuality. If they set a time, he was there, no doubt. He was always the one knocking at her door, not the other way around.
After about five minutes of knocking, Jen decided it was useless and called his cell phone.
"Hey Jen," he said. His voice sounded like he'd been running.
"Michal, where are you?", Jen asked, confused.
"Jen, it's my mom, just - I'll call you back."
Then he hung up.
