I suddenly find myself. I picture her shoving me out the door, laughing at the idea of our future together… I want to crush her!
“You have to come here! Not for me…”
She stops and my mind goes into overdrive. First I think of any possible person we both know, then I think she might want to play martyr. I can’t think of an answer.
“I don’t get it. You call me and tell me to go there. Then you tell me it’s not for you. Would you tell me exactly what you mean?”
My voice is calm even though my heart beats like crazy. If I faced her now I have no idea how I would react.
“I can’t tell you now… You have to understand… I can’t…”
“Then why the f**k did you want me to call you back?”
She must be shocked. She says nothing, and I’m sure she‘s just about to hang up. Perhaps I even want her to, b
