“Hi, Dad.” #zombie #book2

He looks down at the napkin to see a name and phone number.  He looks up towards the bar to see the waitress smile and give him a flirty waive.  He picks it up, folds it in half and tucks it in his pants pocket, too anxious to smile back.  Anne motions for the waitress to return and Anne introduces them to each other.  They are abruptly interrupted as she is called over to tend to another table.  Throughout the evening the other guys would wander back making small talk before returning back to the dance floor.  The waitress would stop by between waiting on tables. 

“Dance with me.”  Anne stands up, takes Pat’s hand and leads him to the dance floor, leaving Jayce alone at the table.

Jayce sits smiling as he watches everyone enjoying themselves when he feels his phone vibrating and pulls it out of his pocket.  The screen flashes revealing a picture of his mother and answers it.

“Hi, Mom.”

“Jayce, it’s your dad.”  Jayce hears on the other end.

“Hi, Dad.”

“Jayce, I just have one question.  Are you being forced out?  What did you do?”

“No, this is my decision.” Jayce responds, angered by his father’s condescending tone.

Hearing all of the noise through the phone, his father asks him where he is.  Jayce begins to tell him that he and his unit went out to a club.  Before he can finish, his dad interrupts him telling him that the bottle is probably what got him kicked out of the army.   Jayce forcefully reiterates that he is not being “kicked” out and that he is having a Coke and hangs up the phone before laying it face down on the table.