The Internet Sux
The exception that proves the rule. A blog of short writings from Australia and England.
Saturday, 21 February 2015
Nothing was here to stay. Nothing would never go away. I dialed her number the old fashioned way - on the walkie talkies we'd shared back in the day:
"Come in, come in, it's me, over," I would say. And she'd respond in her own funny way, like "roger, Roger, hello 'it's me', hey!"
But no voice came back to me today. She was dead, and I had left her behind in yesterday.
February 21, 2015
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