Published: 27 Oct 2018 › Updated: 27 Oct 2018
Missed Call
Megan’s phone vibrated. Lola’s name showed up on the screen. Again. Could she not take a hint?
Sighing, Megan tucked the phone away.
It vibrated again. A voicemail.
“I’m so sorry. I love you.” Lola’s voice cracked. She never cried.
Megan dialled the number. She couldn’t ghost her girl forever.
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