Emily smiled as she placed the phone against her ear.
"Hey, Em," Mari's concerned voice came through the speaker. "I heard what happened. Jamal told me everything. How do you feel? Are you okay?"
Emily sighed, glancing out the window as the car rolled past a quiet stretch of road. "It was a mess," she said softly. "But I'm okay. I'll give you the details later when I'm home."
"I thought you'd be resting. Don't tell me you went to the hospital."
"I'm actually on my way out with Callan," Emily said, leaning back in her seat.
There was a beat of silence before Mari's voice exploded. "Wait—what? Which Callan?" she demanded dramatically. "Don't tell me you like him so much you met some new guy bearing the same name!"
Emily laughed, pressing a finger to her lips as she lowered the phone's volume so that her voice won't get to Callan. "Stop being dramatic, will you?"
"I'm serious!" Mari shot back. "Why are you going out with Callan? We are moving on from him, remember?"
