Let us write about: the caller.
We had a pretty epic thunder storm overnight here. It was actually loud enough to wake me up at 1:30 in the morning, which is no small feat.
Thankfully the day was much more pleasant, and lots of good work got done in the garden.
The man answered on the second ring, though he could have easily done so on the first. He didn't want to seem too eager though.
"Is this Mr. Willis?"
"It is, who am I speaking to?"
There was a lengthy pause. Willis thought the connection had been lost and was about to hang up when the caller finally responded.
"I know this is going to be impossible to believe, but I'm you." The man sounded very tired. "We need to talk about what's going to happen tomorrow."