“On my way,” I say, putting her on speaker and placing the phone in the cupholder. “Okay, I’ll just—” “You’ll stay on the line, Zo. You’re not going anywhere.” The way she sounds, I need to keep her on the damn line. “You don’t have—” “I do and I will. Your voice? Zoe, it’s shaking. You’ve got me worried. I’m not letting you go until I see your face.”
