Hanging On The Line

“Yeah…” Frank pulled away from me to lean back. His smile disappeared into contemplation. His personality disappeared into silence.I didn’t like seeing him somewhat unsettled. Not only was it less attractive but the shit was killing my mood. “Frank, come on.” I grabbed a hold of my glass of gin. “We’ll both move on once all this ends.” I forced a chuckle. “We’ll make money at some point.”Frank scoffed. “But why not now, Anna.” Written By: Rhonnie Fordham- https://bit.ly/32MrEeg Their Subreddit: https://www.reddit.com/r/rhonnie14FanPage/ Their Website: http://rhonniefordham.com/  The collective: https://amzn.to/3s3EFst