Linda Howard Quote

Jina Matthews, who worked at the cubicle directly beside Carlin’s, wasn’t having a good way, either. She was on her phone, her expression tense. She and her boyfriend had been fighting a lot lately, and it looked as if Jina was at the end of her rope. She said a few choice words, then thumbed a button on her phone. Looking across the aisle at Carlin, she made a wry face.It was much more satisfying when you could slam a phone down. Pushing a button just doesn’t have the same gratification factor. Her phone, set to vibrate, buzzed around on the desk as another call came in. Jina picked it up, looked at the caller ID, and jabbed the button again. Unless it’s the button. She leaned forward and spoke to the silent phone. Call all you want, jackass. I can’t you, she said in a singsong falsetto.