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Please call me in my number- charie

I borrowed Mark’s phone and texted my sister one hot lunchtime inside the BA café. I was having a hard time stopping tears from flowing and making a scene inside the lunchroom. My sister called after about a minute or two then I rushed inside a cubicle of the nearest rest room to answer it.

We talked.

It was about 3 minutes.

My voice was quivering.

I didn’t know what to say.

I tried my best to stay calm and listen of what she was saying.

I weighed the advantages and disadvantages.

She said the words.

My options were narrowed.

I had to decide.

I’ve always known what to choose.

Tears fell.

I will have to say good bye.

I will persist.

I eventually it will come but not now, not yet.