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A call I am too afraid to make.

8:58 am
Voicemail Transcript

I know I shouldn’t have done it. She’s your everything, I get it. Trust me. I had an everything once, too. But little old boy who I met in the computer room, I would give you all I had, if only it were at my fingertips. She may be your world, but boy, for you, I would be the whole galaxy.

You just have to let me.

She found out about the games we were playing. She smashed your telescope and drug you back into the house.

But boy, do me a favor and don’t forget about me.

I’ll always be right outside your window when you make a wish upon a shooting star.