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March 2008, vol 4 no 1

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Sandy Hollis


Going Out To Eat

Walking out the door he says "we'll go at noon...I'll give you a  call." I jump up and start getting dressed so I'll be ready when he  calls. The dog gets excited because he senses we are getting out of  the house today. Noon comes and goes...no call. I carry the phone  around with me everywhere I go so I will not miss his call. 1:00,  2:00, 3:00...still no call. Thirty eight years of waiting for calls  that will not come. One day I will learn his word means nothing.

icy wind
raking desolate fields