Japanese tea

 

Short snippet on a story I'm working on.

By the time Miranda dropped off Dougie and reached home, she seen a blinking red glow on her message system indicating a message.  She pushed play and the tape deck turned on, the tape from the cassette begun spinning.  The messenger sounded like a pilot giving flight news.  

"Ahh... this message is for Miranda.  Ahhhh.. this is Steve Corwell.  We received a note ahhh...  saying that you'd like to set up a time to meet with ahhh....,    Call me at your earliest convenience ahhh, 555,5555.  Thank you"
"There is a light at the end of the tunnel!" Miranda exclaimed.  A friend told her once that if she kept busy, work would come to her.