#Chapter 49: Up Late

Abby The morning sun bathes my office in a gentle glow as I dial Leah’s number, eager to discuss Chloe’s upcoming birthday. The phone rings a few times before Leah’s raspy voice picks up on the other end. “Abby? That you?” “Leah, hey,” I greet, trying to hide my concern. “You sound terrible. What’s up?” She lets out a congested laugh. “Caught a nasty cold. I’m in bed, sipping on some horrid chicken soup. Can’t believe I’m missing all the action.” “That’s terrible,” I answer. “I was hoping you could help with Chloe’s party prep.” A pause ensues, and I hear Leah sigh. “I wish I could, Abby. I had so many ideas, but right now I can barely lift my head off the pillow.” I let out a quiet chuckle, trying to keep the mood light. “Don’t worry about it. Just rest up and get better, okay? We’ll need you at the party in top form.” “What about the cake? I know you were keen on baking Chloe’s favorite, the red velvet one.” “I’ve got it c