I enjoy our conversations. At times they are businesslike and at other times, they are more personal. Either way, though, there is always a strong undertone of inner thought and emotion.
When I speak to her on the phone, I picture her so strongly. That image and her soft mellow voice causes me swell so quickly. It happens every time we speak. Every time my wandered in her direction.
I shall call her now.
And even as I dial, I fanaticize about what she might be doing. Maybe she was doing what I was doing when I thought of her.
I see her sitting by the phone, the re...
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