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The Journal of Alison McKenzie The phone
12/07/2008 06:39 p.m.
I call him, or he calls me. There is the awkward greeting, "Hey" or "It's me", the equally awkard response, "Hey"......followed by a period of....nothing.
Inside I ask myself the rhetorical, "How did it come to this?"
I'm curious what will happen when he shows up today so we can work on the stuff we want to bring to counseling - will he knock on the door like an outsider, or will he still feel like he's coming home?
I am currently Unsure
I am listening to my music
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