Just to Get By V
Sunday morning I’m alone in the house. Tyler is out with some friends doing God knows what so I’ve got the house to myself. Somehow, even though the peace is comforting, I wish I wasn’t alone. Then I think of something I’ve avoided for far too long now. Forcing myself to pick up the phone, I dial a well-memorized number. “Hi, you’ve reached Samantha Blue, I’m not available at the moment, but your call is very important to me. Please leave a message and I will call you when I am free, thanks!”. The tone for a message rings in my ear and it goes silent. I take a deep, shaky breath. Suddenly I’m nervous, guilty, and sad. “Um…hi Sammy…it’s, it’s me, Natalie……um, I guess you’re probably at – at church right now…I was just …