Saturday Stories 7 Years.. a story in chapters

So a while back I started this saga in my head

Its kind of like a soap opera story and each month I would add a new segment.

It helps to clear my mind.


I will add to the story every saturday that I work (which is every third saturday) because I am usually bored and with enough uniterrupted time to put it together.
Tell me what yall think!



The phone rings…

I already know who it is. He’s been calling all morning and I am no more prepared to talk now than I was 2 hours ago. I know that eventually I will have to talk to him, but just not now.

The rumbling in my belly reminds me that I should probably eat something but I’m really not all that hungry.
My mind flashes back to the pictures I saw.
7 years.
I feel the burn of the tears behind my eyes and quickly blink and walk to the kitchen. I decide to make my self something to eat, trying to keep busy, keep my mind from returning to the time and place when the crack in my world appeared.

The phone rings again.
I stop, I so desperately want to talk to him, for him to give me some excuse any excuse, and we can go back to being US.
But while I am sure an excuse will come, I know that I can’t accept it, that I won’t accept it. I want the truth, I need the truth. I deserve the truth.
7 years…..

We cant go back, only forward and right now I have no idea what “forward” looks like.
I need to firm up in my mind what I want, what I need.
I cant talk to him now.
I turn the phone off
7 years…..