My first ever story... I own nothing...
"Miss, Dr Mac is on the phone for you." Dot tapped lightly at the door before entering the Parlour to see Miss Fisher draped across the love seat, toast and tea still in her hand.
"Ah, thank – you Dot" Phyrne said as she slid off the love seat and into the hall to take the call from one of her dearest friends.
"And what do I owe this pleasure Mac" Phyrne spoke happily down the line, fiddling with the telephone cord.
"Haven't seen or heard from you in a few weeks, so I thought I should check up on you." Check up on me thought Phyrne, what an interesting phrase, probably a doctor thing. It really had been a long time since she had seen her friend.
"How about dinner tonight, say around 8?" Phryne instantly regretted saying this, a certain Inspector popping to mind, quickly adding "Or tea, or lunch or whatever suits you best." Oh God, it wasn't like her to be indecisive, Mac would know something was up.
"How about I come over when I finish this afternoon and we will go from there?" Mac put down the phone and wondered what could possibly be causing Phyrne to be so indecisive; she did have one idea though…