On A Sunny Friday Afternoon

That wasn't the way it was supposed to work out. I was planning to tell you the news myself, but it was certainly too far to drive on a Friday. Still I thought at least we would talk on the phone.

Although I dreaded giving you the news, because you had been so supportive of me, I fixed my resolve and came up with a way and called you at noon, which was plenty of time, plenty of time before the staff meeting when you'd find out anyway.

I have a couple things I'd like to talk about, I said on the message I left on your phone. Give me a call when you get some time.

But the hours passed without the phone ringing. 1:00 came and went. 2:00. 3:00. And at 3:30 I called again, hoping perhaps to catch you there just before the meeting started, but you still weren't there; the phone just rang.

It wasn't supposed to work out this way. You were supposed to hear the news from me.

And all this on a sunny Friday afternoon. What a lousy thing to do to someone's weekend. I wish it had worked out differently. I am sorry.

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