Her telephone lover

"Yo Thompson what's up?"
The masculine voice said from the other end of the line.

"Thompson?"
My face scrunched up in confusion.

"Sorry you've got the wrong number"

"You sure?"
He asked doubting.

"Yeah, I think I would know if I was a dude or a girl"
I replied sarcastically.

"Oh sorry I didn't mean it that way. I was just real sure this time. My name is Oliver by the way, and if your not Thompson then who are you?"

"I'm Katlyn. My friends call me Kat"

"Nice. Nice. But do you know any Thompson's in your neighborhood?"

"Or anyone with a name that starts with 'th'"
He added sounding hopeful.

"Well....."
I started, deciding to walk in his steps of hope.

"I do know someone like that in my neighborhood. Or like two people actually like that"

"Wow really?"
His voice pitched high into excitement. And I found that quite funny and didn't hesitate in expressing that at all.

"You don't really know anyone like that, do you?"
His voice fell into deep deep dissapointment.

"No I don't. What could have been the odds if I actually did. There are a thousand people that have the name your looking for not to talk of the first two letters of the name"

"Well yeah but I was just really sure about this one. I was sure he was in your vicinity. I've been looking for him on the land lines and I just really thought I got it this time"
He sounded more dissapointed now and I actually felt bad.

"Oh, I'm sorry about that. I don't want to pry so I'd rather not ask private questions"

"Yeah it's cool. Thanks for being cool with me. Bye"
He said before instantly cutting the call.