Amber in BetweenChapter 8
It took several days of calling, but I finally heard from Eric. He returned my call late one night, or early one morning, and it was a voicemail. That's not the most romantic thing for a girl to get, in fact it was almost insulting. But it was contact. Over the next couple of days we traded text messages and voicemails. I gradually mapped out his schedule, and soon had an idea of when he was in class, and when he should be in his dorm room studying. Part of the problem was that Eric was an...