Roxanne
“Lazlo…um how are you?” I whispered.
“As good as I can be here. You um…you never visit and you haven’t called in a while. Are you still mad at me?”
“A lot has been happening, that’s all.”
“Is this Daxon Vaughn guy, is he good? Is he nice to you, does he hurt you?”
“He’s very good,” I assured him. “He’s a good guy, you don’t have to worry.”
“I need to meet him,” Lazlo said firmly.
“I don’t…I don’t think that’s a good idea, Laz.”
“I have to, Roxanne. I have to make sure he’s good!”
“Okay. When um when we’re back from our honeymoon, I’ll call you okay? We’ll talk. I’m sorry we haven’t in a long time.” I sighed.
“I miss you.” He muttered.
“I miss you too. I have to go now, Laz.”
“Annie, will I see you soon?”
“Mhmm.”
“I love you, Roxanne.”
“I love you, Laz.”
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Rox
