Gia
I stayed in the bedroom as John and his guest left to head to the airport. John was able to book flights to leave tonight for San Francisco. I guess this is it for me and John.
I picked up my phone and looked at it. There is only one person I knew I could talk to right now, but it has been a really long time. I hit the call button, hoping she would pick up the call.
“Oh my god, talk about a ghost of the past.” The voice said to me on the phone.
“Hey Sandra.” I said to her.
“What’s wrong? You only call me when something is wrong.” She said to me.
“John is leaving. He is going to be playing for San Francisco.” I told her.
It was silent on the phone. I wasn’t sure if we were still connected. I looked at my phone. It said we were still in the call.
“Sandra?” I asked.
“I’m here. J
