I stared at my phone, trying to make it ring with the call I was expecting for so many hours.
It never came.
It was good, right?
This was what I wanted. This was what I had longed for. The day Robbie forgot about me.
I wished I had bit more time to prepare myself. Hell, I thought I was prepared for it.
The call came at noon, when he was having his lunch. I was running around making sure there was enough food on the table. He had skipped his breakfast again, I thought I could break him off his nasty habit. But he came back earlier than expected, hungry to eat a cow. His words, not mine.
“Angel, this is enough.”
“No, eat some more, God knows when you will eat next.”
He was not lying when he said he was hungry. I poured him water to wash down his BLT. I had made some fries to go
