"Good. Want me to come over tomorrow?" She asked softly...
He could hear the anticipation and eagerness in that voice. His chest did the same small, quiet turn it had done for Mia.
"I'd like that."
Truthfully, he wasn't opposed to all of them coming tomorrow.
In fact, it might be better that way.
The secret had already outlived its usefulness. Maya and Sophie knew about each other now, and neither had set anything on fire. He still wasn't entirely sure how that miracle had occurred, but he wasn't inclined to question it too closely.
The others, however, were still in the dark.
Sooner or later, that conversation was going to happen.
Preferably sooner. Better to face the storm head-on than let it gather strength in the distance.
Hopefully, they would take it as well as Maya and Sophie had.
'Hopefully.'
"...Good. Don't die on the way." He heard her say teasingly
"I won't."
"Love you, idiot."
"Love you."
~Click~ the call ended...
'Three more names left.' Stan sighed
