By Eve Hitchens
The dial tone in her ear sounded too loud, like a movie sound effect, as she waited for the phone to be picked up. After a while, she knew that no one would answer.
She could see what would happen next: in a few hours, or the next day, she’d get a message apologising for missing the call, asking her what was up, was she okay?
Even though she wasn’t, she’d reply saying she was fine and just wanted a casual chat. Because all the nerve that she’d used to call in the first place had disappeared by the third ring.
Lovely and poignant, real and sad, instantly relatable. Questions also: who was he/she ringing, and why? I thought it a great snapshot of time that shows a moment that happens millions of times a day. Beautifully written.
Tarquin
I really liked reading this piece because the writing was really strong.
Nice. Can almost feel the narrator’s anguish. Loved it!
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