Miranda’s concentration was broken by the distinct whistle. She paused the script and ran to the window.
A man was peering at a tiny screen on his wrist.
He looked up. “Miranda?”
“Yeah, that’s me!”
He tapped the square. “Package by Ele-Vator.”
“Thanks! Palm Pay okay?”
He nodded. “Try. They got range issues today.”
“No worries,” Miranda smiled. “Lemme pop out.”
She slipped a leg out to straddle the sill. “How’s that?” She lifted her hand.
The man raised his.
A small buzz in her palm.
He checked his screen. “Perfect. Done. Ele-Vating package now. Have a good one!”
For Rochelle’s Friday Fictioneers
Photo prompt: Alicia Jamtaas