Flash Fiction: Quick (99 words)

Her text message arrived at 9:17 PM:

Wanderlust has struck. Happily won’t be home for a few days. Keep the world spinning for me?

He smiled at the familiarity of it, then paused, and texted back.

You have that saved as a QuickText on your phone, don’t you?

There was a longer than usual silence before her next message.

It is now, she said.

He laughed, surprised, and pleased and knowing that somewhere she was grinning like a cat at her new thought acquistion. Then quickly returned,

Would you like it spinning clockwise or counterclockwise?

He saved it in his phone.