Hiding The Phone Screen
Jason stopped pacing and looked at the floor. He mumbled a vague answer about late meetings and networking dinners.
Then his phone buzzed in his hand with a new notification. He quickly turned the screen away so I couldn’t see the sender’s name.
It was obviously a text from her. He shoved the device back into his pocket and pretended to check his watch.
He was terrible at lying, but I simply played along.
