By Mary
Twenty-three phone calls.
No answer.
I know the answer.
You were with her.
That girl from work. The one you can’t stand.
That girl you are in love with.
I followed you yesterday. You went to OUR favorite restaurant. You were
looking at her like a lovesick puppy.
I knock on the door.
I want the truth. Or a lie that sounds like the truth. She opens.
I tell her I am his girlfriend.
She tells me she is his sister.
He forgot his cell phone at the restaurant and he went to pick it up.
He will be back shortly.
ah, those assumptions…great story.
a happy ending after all. Good thing she didn’t text him…
I enjoyed reading this. It is a situation we can all recognise – even Han Solo 🙂
very clever. Enjoyed
Thanks everyone!
Nice!
Good piece.