"I'm surprised you called me. I mean, I'm grateful, but very surprised. I had always hoped we could still be friends, but..."
"I—"
There's been so many times I missed you, wanted to share something with you. You were always my best friend; you know that, right?"
"Well..."
A good deal of time had gone by since I'd spoken to Yvonne. We had sperated nine monmths before. I hadn't meant to call her at all; I accidentally tapped her number in my contacs list when trying to call "Young Bloods," the bar I own.
Jean looked at me with a frown. "What was that all about?"
I chuckled and shook my head. "Nothing, babe. Wrong number."
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