Monday, July 21, 2008
wanted to write about this but din haf time til now.
my phone rang last night. late last night, a male voice asking for my mother. i thought it was familiar, but din tink much about it.
initially the cheery voice was loud and clear, normal chatting, which soon gave way to grave tones and hushed voices.
how desperate he must have been..to want to borrow money from her, an ex boss no less. how sad it must be, to lose all that pension to poor business judgement (or bad luck perhaps).
i cannot imagine what it must be like.
but i fear the same thing happening in my own home.
my phone rang last night. late last night, a male voice asking for my mother. i thought it was familiar, but din tink much about it.
initially the cheery voice was loud and clear, normal chatting, which soon gave way to grave tones and hushed voices.
how desperate he must have been..to want to borrow money from her, an ex boss no less. how sad it must be, to lose all that pension to poor business judgement (or bad luck perhaps).
i cannot imagine what it must be like.
but i fear the same thing happening in my own home.
thinking out loud at 5:29 PM
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