We were starting to get ready for our Toronto show when I got a call. I saw the contact name. I told the other people in the room that I had to take it and walked outside.
"Hey, Big Cat. Happy anniversary." I said.
"You too, hon. I miss you,"
"I miss you more,"
"Not possible,"
"Okay, okay. I'm assuming you read the notebook?"
"Yep. It was amazing. Thank you,"
"No problem,"
"I forgot that you would still be on your today, so I didn't give you your gift," He stated. He looked upset about it.
"It's okay, you can give it to me when I get back. I'll be home by Wednesday," I replied.
"Yeah, but that's three whole days from now," He said with a smile on his face.
"And what an awful three days it will be. I have to go, but I'll call you later. Love you,"
"Love you, too," He said with a sigh. The call ended, and I immeadeatly missed him more. I sighed and walked back in, wanting to just stay outside and cry.
