The Next DayThe Next DayMore Like This
“Sir?” she repeats. “How soon do you want it to get there?”
I rub my fingers above my left eyebrow, the throbbing had become intense.
If I didn’t send them how long would Tony take before he sent out the tapes? Was there a certain amount of time he would wait if I didn’t send them today? Perhaps he’d think that I just simply couldn’t send them right now.
“Sir?” she sounds annoyed now because I’ve been standing her for three minutes without answering her; I let my back pack slide off my shoulder as I place my hand on the package.
“Never mind.” I say and she rolls her eyes before pushes the box back towards me.
I slide it off the counter pushing it deep into my back pack before swinging it back over my shoulder and pushing the door to post office open. I stood there for a moment before I turn left heading to school. Part of me wanted to turn around, go in the other direction as