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Chapter Sixteen

Phone Call

Five Years Ago

A Wednesday

Silas:Hey, it’s Silas. Leave a message.

Teagan:Hey, stranger. Remember me?

Automated response:If you would like to keep your message, hang up. If you would like to delete and rerecord, press 1.

(Beep)

Automated response:Rerecord your message.

Teagan:Hey, it’s me. I can’t believe it’s been two months already. I want to hear everything, and can we forget about the whole me making out with you at the airport thing?

Automated response:If you would like to keep your message, hang up. If you would like to delete and rerecord, press 1.

(Beep)

Automated response:Rerecord your message.

Teagan:It’s Teagan. Are you even checking this voice mail? I hope so. I miss you. I really miss you. I’m sorry I kissed you. It was a huge mistake. I was just swept up in the moment but it was so wrong.

Automated response:If you would like to keep your message, hang up. If you would like to delete and rerecord, press 1.

(Beep)

Automated response:Rerecord your message.

Teagan:It’s me and I miss your face. I’m sorry for what I did. I kissed you and you kissed me back and I think we both just got swept up, but then I ran away without saying anything. I tripped and fell down the stairs in front of a hundred strangers while running, if that makes you feel better. It probably doesn’t because you’re usually a better person than that, but on the off chance it helps, my butt was bruised for a week and the contents of my purse flew everywhere, so I had to retrieve tampons from where they landed in front of a bunch of hot military guys. And I know you called me a bunch of times and I didn’t call back. I’m the worst kind of friend. I don’t have an excuse, but I promised you’d never lose me as your best friend and you haven’t. If you still want me. I hope you do because, as previously stated, I miss your face. And I know you’re not living in your hoodie because I stole it from you, but I hope me being a jerk didn’t ruin your trip. Call me back so I can grovel properly?

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(Phone buzzing)

Teagan:Hi!

Silas:Hey.

Teagan:You got my voice mail, then.

Silas:Yeah.

Teagan:How is France? Is it amazing?

Silas:It’s good.

Teagan:...

Silas:What?

Teagan:This is so awkward—and I hate it.

Silas:I hate it, too.

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