Friday, July 1, 2011
I stayed having hot tea. Conversations. Smokes. Guitar. Violin. Friends. Songs.
At 11.30 I texted her, asking if she was done with the books. No replies. I called. The phone was off. I got panic. Horrible thoughts run through my head. What if... What if...
So I run to the library. Straight up to second floor where she usually sits. She's not there. Like my heart stopped beating. I checked the visitor book. Her name in the first number.
Slowly I went down and found her in the child books room reading comics.
"What's happened with your phone?"
"I turned it off. I didn't want to make any noise that might bother people..."
"Couldn't you just set it vibrate?"
"Ah... I should have..."
"Are you finish?"
"Uhm... One more hour?"
I gave her one more hour. I gave my self another cup of tea, and another waiting...
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