spontaneous weekend, part one.

Wednesday night, my phone rang. The screen lit up, and I held my breath when I saw your name glowing back at me. I stammered a “Hello?” before the comfort of your voice swept over me. You sounded more than happy to talk to me, and I was transported back to the months we’d had before.

“Do you still want to do this…weekend thing?” I could hardly let you finish before I exclaimed, “YES!” We both paused. “I mean, only if you want to.” That was my attempt to sound less desperate. “Well then. I’l try and leave my house by 9:00 Friday morning. I’ll text you with my ETA.” It was like we could hear each other smiling. “See you then.” I hung up the phone.