12:57 PM:
"Is it possible that you're mad at me because I never told you we went to high school together? Well we went to school for two years and a half before you moved. Remember? I never told anyone but I was a horrid mess. Kind of how I am right now. I thought my chance of ever talking to you was in my gone forever and thats how it feels like right now. You know your answering machine is pretty long? When you call me back let me know if its an app or a hack or something? Well anyways you left. Your dad was being stationed down in Florida right? Well my best friend Christy Ramirez told me the Snorelax boy had flown down south, yeah back then I didn't even know your name and now its all I think about Sean Corey Hudson I repeat it to myself before I go to bed. Hell I scribble it all over my notebook and my thigh with that pen you dared me to steal at Office Depot, remember? I was so scared and you almost shitted yourself laughing. You thought I hadn't done it but when I pulled that fucking pen out of my bra your eyes popped open! You picked me up in your arms and kissed me by the fountain of the Plaza. How romantic? Right? I stole a pen and you stole my heart. I gave you something to write with and you gave me a kiss. We were-are still-fucked up. But I love you Sean. I miss you too.
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A String of Missed Calls
Short StoryIn this tale, told purely through voicemails, we find a young girl desperate for forgiveness and for the love of her life to come back into it. Thing is we don't quite know what this girl did. All we know is the voicemails she leaves for him. Will a...
