Someone called later that day. Just when she had come through the door, from shopping groceries. A familiar ringtone filled the room and she checked her phone. The number was unknown.
Before she thought it trough, she answered.
"Amelia?" A voice asked
"Who is this?" She asked curiously.
"It's me, Michael. Remember?"
YOU ARE READING
grapes | clifford
Fanfiction@liaxgrapegurl: jet black nails, jet black hair, jet black soul. @Michael5SOS: jet black heart - Read Hello Beautiful before this one if you want to get a backstory on this one, but it's not really necessary (:
