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( Will someone please call a surgeon )
It was late in the afternoon, which meant the daytime business had been wrapped up and nighttime business hadn’t started. Justine had excused herself once Lara seemed to no longer need her, and sat in her room, going through the day’s Real World Bites feed again, the kernel of worry that she’d been ignoring while in Lara’s presence returning. Where was he? She thought about calling again, but hesitated. There was no guarantee he’d answer this time either, and every unanswered phone call hurt. There wouldn’t be time to calm down before she needed to get back to Lara, so she kept her hands off the phone.
But then her phone rang and Justine nearly jumped out of her skin in her scramble to answer. Her voice was calm as she picked up the phone and began the elaborate dance of oblique words that ensured they could speak safely.
“Hello, Justine’s Flowers.” If she hadn’t been alone, she would have answered with a simple ‘hello’ and he would have known to hang up or speak carefully.
( Who can crack my ribs and repair this broken heart )
It was late in the afternoon, which meant the daytime business had been wrapped up and nighttime business hadn’t started. Justine had excused herself once Lara seemed to no longer need her, and sat in her room, going through the day’s Real World Bites feed again, the kernel of worry that she’d been ignoring while in Lara’s presence returning. Where was he? She thought about calling again, but hesitated. There was no guarantee he’d answer this time either, and every unanswered phone call hurt. There wouldn’t be time to calm down before she needed to get back to Lara, so she kept her hands off the phone.
But then her phone rang and Justine nearly jumped out of her skin in her scramble to answer. Her voice was calm as she picked up the phone and began the elaborate dance of oblique words that ensured they could speak safely.
“Hello, Justine’s Flowers.” If she hadn’t been alone, she would have answered with a simple ‘hello’ and he would have known to hang up or speak carefully.
( Who can crack my ribs and repair this broken heart )
