Regret
He studied her face, thinking how beautiful she was, and thought of all the nights he had left her alone, frantic with worry, while he caroused with his friends. After several minutes, he dialed the number, and with tears rolling down his cheeks, said, “I’d like to report a suicide.”
Nevermore,
Well, that’ll curdle your blood. Short and to the point.
Good one Deb!
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