One Call

Once at the door
she stopped to wait
as she realized her boyfriend
was terribly late.

She took out her phone
to give him a call
then took off running
down the hall.

She received a call
that her boyfriend was dead
he was drinking and driving
by what the officer said.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2007

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