1:01 a.m.

The summer was great for Miranda. She had met Tony just before things had ended with her ex. And well, the excitement of sleeping with a 19 year old boy was too irresistable to her.
Tony took the summer job at the Florida Tile Company because his father was one of the people who ran the company, and hey, it put some extra change in his pocket for video games. His first year of college was completed, and he was after all, becoming a man.
Miranda was in charge of Tony. He would help her with all the filing, in the billing department, that hadn't gotten filed in four months. No one had time to do that anymore.
She thought he was cute, with his tall, slim, awkward physique. He was nice to her, and she even caught him checking her out a few times.
It wasn't long before she made the decision that she had to have him. She was in love with the idea that she could get a boy 13 years her junior to become attracted to her.

It had already been one month since Tony had gone back to school. They had talked everyday on the phone, always when she was going home from work, and then at night before she went to bed.
They had visited eachother every other weekend. He came up one weekend and stayed at her place. Then the following time, they had gotten a hotel room near campus, where they just stayed in and ordered room service. It was nice. She missed Tony, and that summer.
It was like clockwork, Tony would always call her at precisely midnight, everynight, Monday thru Sunday. It was now 12:15. Miranda was staring through her cellphone screen, beginning to wonder. With her lips pierced, she texted Tony "hi sweetie, everything ok?" Surely he was just in the middle of a video game, he had just gotten some video game that just came out last night.
She touched her screen to see the time. 12:18, and still no response. Tony always responded right away.
Miranda got off the couch and went into the bathroom to relieve herself. She flushed the toilet and examined her face in the mirror. Still got it for my age, she thought to herself. Not bad, hardly any more wrinkles besides her eyes since she started using that cream.
12:26. still nothing from Tony. She checked her phone just to make sure she didn't miss anything. She didn't, and she expected that.
12:27. goddamnit Tony, she thought to herself.
12:28 she couldn't take it anymore, "where r u??"
She hated herself and Tony at that moment. She loved that Tony had never let her down, and had always called her. She thought and couldn't remember ever having to call him, when he said he'd call her, since they had secretly gotten together. She was still amazed and proud of the fact that nobody had found out about her and Tony, especially with their co-workers. Though she was sure that Tony had probably bragged about his conquest to at least a few of his friends. She didn't mind this. She kind of liked to imagine that his friends would surely be jealous of Tony and his older woman.
12:40. Still nothing from Tony. Miranda was on her 5th cigarette since midnight. Now the thoughts starting creeping in. FUCK, FUCK, FUCK. What if he's at a party. He's only 19 and in college, of course he's going to drink. FUUUCK. He's probably talking to a girl right now. My body has nothing on a college girls. FUUUCK.
She called him. Each ring seemed like an eternity to her. Then on the fifth ring his voice mail came up. "TONY", her voice jumped, "Just wondering what's going on. You've never done this before. PLEASE call me when you get this."
Miranda got up off the couch once more, went out to the patio to have another smoke. She exhaled a loud sigh just before she lit up.
She knew her and Tony wouldn't last forever. But still, she enjoyed his company, and felt amazingly younger each and every time she was with him. She figured one day she would just meet someone closer to her age, and begin an adult relationship with whomever this person was.
1:o1. Not a word from Tony yet. She went to the computer and logged into her facebook account. No messages, nothing written on her wall in days. It didn't surprise her. Since she had been together with Tony, she kind of had lost track of the outside world, as was her habit when she was involved with a guy. Still, visions of Tony and another coed kept piercing her brain like freshly made needles. She knew something was up with Tony.
"FUUUCK." This time she screamed. She hoped that didn't wake up her daughter who was sleeping upstairs.