Leah.
I tried not to Skype him.
I grab the remote to watch the news.
'A teenage boy have a terrible accident without even knowing.
We know that this boy is twenty and his name Nate Maloley.'
Until I stopped what i'm doing.
My love that I love for years is gone.
A tear streaming down my cheeks.
I cover my mouth with my palm.
"I'm sorry, N-Nate."
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Skype ; n.m (old)
FanficA story where a boy and a girl talks on a computer while he was at the long trip. - The last book of Nate Maloley edit: this is old book
