Whisper

32

It was a week later that I made a phone call, but it was still not to Sheila.

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"Hello," came a cheerful voice from the other end of the phone.

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"Bobby? Its me, Will."

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"Will," he yelled.

"Where the hell are you, boy? Everyone here is just frantic."

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"I know. I know."

I really didn't know what to say.

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"What happened, Will? You tooked off from theNew Years bash and then suddenly you are gone from the Rock.

Sheila has been phoning Jess, every day. She is really in a bad way, Will."

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I let out a deep sigh.

"I know, Bobby. I feel like a shit. I really do, but ..."

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I heard Jessie's voice in the background.

"Is that Will?"

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I heard noises, figuring it was Jessie taking the cell phone from Bobby.

"Will Templeton," she yelled.

"Where the fu......? Where are you?"

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"Jess please."

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"Don't you, Jess please me, mister.

We are all worried sick about you. What the hell is going on with you?"

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"You wouldn't believe me if I told you, Jess."

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"Try me. I am pretty open."

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"Look. I am sorry I bothered you two. I should go."

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"Don't you dare," she ordered me.

"Bothered us? I thought we were friends, Will? Is this how you treat friends?"

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"I don't know. I have never really had any," I answered, honestly.

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She snickered.

"Have you ever wondered why?"

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I took a deep breath.

"Jess, I don't need a lecture. I feel like shit, as it is."

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"And so you should," she snapped.

"Have you at least called Sheila? She is in a tizzy."

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"No," I whispered.

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"Why not," Jess yelled back at me.

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I heard Bobby say something in the background.

Jessie snapped at him, as well.

"Touch this phone and you will be sleeping on the couch for the next year."