Hanging on the Telephone

[ceciliatan]

Mirrored from the latest entry in Daron's Guitar Chronicles.

I called Jonathan after that. I went up to my room and lay down in bed and called him. I know it was late. But. But.

But I wondered if we had the kind of relationship where calling up in the middle of the night being a freak case was okay. I wondered if that was the kind of relationship I wanted to have. I dialed his number before I could go through too many more rounds of that kind of wondering.

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