wrong number…

he’d wait all day an’ night for that phone to light-up…a call…messages…emails…somethin’…just didn’t wanna feel lonely…

looked at personal ads…hopin’ to find a match…anybody would do…the days of particulars was over…

carried that phone ’round always…in case she would call…just in case…he’d place it on the counter at the diner…bar at a tavern…his nightstand where he checked it periodically….

but it never rang…some messages from women in Russia would appear…miracle drugs to increase stamina and size…nothin’ from her…

he’d wait all day an’ night for that phone to light-up…

wrong number…

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