When they were done fixing Dawn's nails, she looked down at her hands and smiled.
The soft pink polish looked neat against her fingers. She moved her fingers slowly, admiring the work.
She carefully took out her phone from her handbag; the new screen was clear.
She turned it on and checked the time.
Lucy should be done soon, she thought as she walked back to the waiting area.
She sat on one of the soft chairs and crossed her legs before checking her phone again.
Jamal had still not called.
She briefly considered calling him, but decided not to when she remembered the way he had sounded earlier when he said he had to take care of something personal.
She frowned.
What was so personal that he couldn't share with her?
She was about to text him when she heard a familiar voice.
"Hello, Ms pretty nails! What are you doing here?"
Dawn looked up to see Adam standing a few steps away. The sleeves of his shirt were now folded to his elbows.
