The familiar sound of my ring tone disturbs my train of thought with the ringing of Arctic Monkeys 'Black Treacle'. I put the cold glass frame of the iPhone to my ear and cooly waited for a reply to my silence. "Hey, Brad? It's Joe" I replied only to find that I was needed in the office in five minutes, the office was half way across town. I got to my feet and rushed to the door, taking one last glance back to the girl. Little did I know that that would not be the last time I would see her...All Rights Reserved