by Ari Collins
He stopped walking again.
“Dude,” I said.
“No, it’s definitely vibrating this time.” He fished the phone from his pocket and put it to his ear. “Hey Phil. No, she hasn’t called yet. Hold on, this might be her!”
He shifted the phone to his other hand and checked again if his pocket was vibrating.
Wednesday, February 10, 2010
No Phone
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A moment whose truth rings true in its sadness.
I gotta admit, you guys are putting me to shame here. The sudden output of story volume combined with sustained story quality is gorgeous and unfair. But approved.
-Zel
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