My phone rang three times before I heard it. I rolled the car windows up and answered the phone. Momma's voice was broken, I knew then the news hadn't been good.
I climbed out of my car, walked into the store and back to find my manager. As I walked to my register there he was. My heart couldn't handle it and I began to shake.
A simple hello and that was it. My desire to talk had faded, I attempted to keep back the tears. Tears from the appology I owe him, tears from what my Momma had to tell me.
I hope the appology will wait, atleast a little bit longer, while we wait to see what will happen with Momma.
I still want to talk and I hope he's open to it....
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