Last Call

Hello Lisa?...
Lisa?...
Lisa?…
It’s me Tom
Lisa?...
Lisa?...
Listen, we need to talk
It’s important
Lisa?...
Lisa?...
Are you there Lisa?
Lisa?...
Lisa?...
I hear you breathing
Lisa?...
Lisa?...
I’m going to hang up
Lisa?...
Lisa?...

The next sound is a metallic click.

And Lisa spends a sleepless night 
Wondering if she should have spoken to him.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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