I call Sara most nights, after she's gone to sleep. I wake her up, and she groggily answers the phone. Last night I called earlier. I reminded her of all the things we'd done and told her a few of the things I'd like to someday. I didn't stop telling her until she was covered in goosebumps and writhing.
Turns out, she'd like to as well.
Thursday, 26 November 2009
Phonecalls
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