Randhir was right. I should have at least tried once. Maybe we both could be enough strong together to protect each other's loved ones. As the thoughts were creating their own story my finger slipped to the dial button. A part of me stopped my hand to disconnect the call. I knew that she wouldn't pick it up. But to my surprise, someone picked up the call. I looked at the screen. The timer was showing the seconds as the call was being picked up.
"Jay.....” The same Italian accent with a calm tone reached my ears as I held the cell phone close to my ear. I wanted to speak but more precisely I wanted to listen.
Sicily, Italy
Myra
I looked at the calendar when I woke up in the morning. Tomorrow is my anniversary. I couldn't believe my sudden decision of marriage completed pretty one year.
