Danail lowered the phone in time to see the screen flash green indicating the phone had ended, been cut within less than two minutes. He had barely got in his good bye. In fact he was not certain she had even hung on long enough to even hear that. Sighing deeply he placed the phone on his bed side table before picking up the photo of Christina. Looking at it made him smile as his finger traced along the out line of her in the dress she wore.<br/><br/>He sighed again and put the photograph in place. Walking towards his desk he got out his books and decided the time to get pro active on his home work had arrived. Just in time for the room next door to decide to celebrate it being the weekend.