Chapters (92)
The voicemail ended, and even though it was late, I decided to give it a shot. I dialed the number for Pan’s apartment, willing him to pick up the phone.
“Hey, this is Pan Soriano. I can’t get to the phone, so leave a message, and I’ll get back to you when I can.”
“Hi, Pan.” I cleared my throat to rid it of the painful lump. “It’s Ulla. Obviously. I don’t know if you’re working or sleeping, and if you’re sleeping, I’m sorry if I disturbed you. I probably shouldn’t have called so late. I just couldn’t sleep, and I thought maybe . . .
“I just wanted to tell you that I’ve decided what I’m going to do next,” I confessed to his voicemail. “I want to get back to Merellä, but I don’t know how that will work since my internship is over. There’s a bunch of stuff I need to sort out.
“So I decided to check with someone I trust,” I went on. “Indu says that my friend Bryn is my sister, and I’ve known her way longer than I’ve known him. I called her up today, and she still lives in Doldastam. I asked if it would be okay if I came up for a visit for a few days, and she said sure.
“It’s the kind of conversation that’s better in person, and she said she had a couple days off coming, so it all works out really. So. Tomorrow I’m heading up to Doldastam.”
I sighed and stared up at the eerie sky and the rapidly shifting clouds. “It’s good. I’m looking forward to it, honestly. But . . . I know it’ll be longer before I see you again. I don’t even know when I’ll talk to you. I’ll be on the road or on a train, moving slowly across the Canadian wilderness, so I have a feeling that this game of phone tag is only going to get more epic.
“I can’t complain too much,” I said sullenly. “But I want to anyway. Everything feels so up in the air.
“But I am okay. Better than Dagny, it sounds like. Since you’ll probably talk to her before I do, tell her I’m thinking of her, and I hope she feels better soon. I hope you’re doing good—that all of you in Merellä are good—and I can’t wait until we actually talk.”
I took a deep breath. “Bye, Pan.” My voice caught in my throat and I hung up so I could let out the sob I’d barely been holding back.