Please call me what you get there.
That’s what I should have said.
I should have told her that.
And I would have known that something was wrong.
Instead, I said nothing.
And I didn’t realize that something was wrong until I got a call from the police.
Until they called me to say what had happened to her.
That was the worst call I’ve ever gotten.
A call I want to forget.
A call I can never forget.
I should have told her to call me when she got there.
And I would have known that she never arrived.
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Categories: flash fiction