Once upon a time I met this girl. At first sight, I found myself enchanted. She didnt have the beauty of a supermodel but something about her cast this spell on me. How old are you ? I asked. 28 she responded emphatically and without hesitation. You strike me as a confident girl. Are you taken? I enquired with my usual crack smile. Im in-between Hmmmm, how about coffee Sure. Heres my number. Call me. she replied while jotting her number on a large piece of paper. I made a follow up a week later and left a message for her to call me back. Two days later, I got a call from a man who addressed himself as dr. James. Im sorry to give you bad news. Lynette died. She committed suicide 3 days ago. She was my fiancée. Would you care to donate a dress for her funeral. Her parents are in loss Angeles and Im trying to ship her body there He was crying on the phone as he broke the news to me. I still wonder if I could have saved this girl. Today is her anniversary of death. I knew nothing about her, But I still remember. Rest in pace stranger.
Posted on: Wed, 06 Nov 2013 21:08:33 +0000
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