When Adrian looked back down, he noticed that he had four missed messages from his brother. Apparently, he’d been too busy inputting Serena in to notice them. He was in the process of calling him back when he heard someone calling his name. Looking up, Adrian saw his brother waving at him over the heads of the crowd, his daughter in tow. He looked somewhat annoyed.
“I’ve been trying to call you for a half-hour, dude,” he grumped. “Where have you been? Are you ready to go?”
“Sure. I’ve just been enjoying the carnival, bro,” Adrian replied calmly.
“I thought that you hated this place,” his brother said, suspicious of Adrian’s change of heart.
“Yeah, well,” he said, patting the cell phone as he shoved it back into his pocket, “I guess before now I never really got into them.”
