Challenge
If you could return to one real moment in you life and experience it again, what would that moment be?
Call
I finally got the nerve to call him.
I cared too much
so I put it off as long as I could.
My mom always said,
“Don’t ever call a boy,”
like she knew I would.
I dialed the international number,
confused by this whole convoluted process.
But I did my best
because I was on a mission.
A mission, not of forgiveness
but to teach a lesson.
The phone rings,
twice.
He answers, “Pronto.”
“Hello,” in italian,
I know because I did my homework.
He tells me he almost fell out of his
chair when he heard my voice.
“Come see me,” he says.
He’s practically begging.
He’s very far away.
But that’s ok.
I love him.
But I won’t let him know,
until it’s too late.
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