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February 21, 2013

Some Phone Calls Are Holy

The electronic jingle of my ringtone sounded. As I glanced down at the phone, I saw a number with the 561 area code of Wellington, Fla., flashing.

My heart stopped for just a second, and the sweat glands in my hands started working overtime. I knew the number. It was one I have memorized but refuse to program into my phone. I don’t ever want to accidentally dial it. Ever. It was George Morris’ phone number.

I frantically put my turn signal on and started looking for a safe place to pull off the road and take the call.

Comments

annieanthony
11 weeks 6 days ago

Your blog reminds me a novel

Your blog reminds me a novel called "One night at call center" by an Indian Author Mr. Chetan Bhagat. Awesome story...
December 20, 2012

Sometimes, The Right Horse Just Finds You

To be honest, if I were horse shopping right now, I wouldn’t give my own current horse a second look. I spent many years bringing along young horses and off-the-track Thoroughbreds and selling them on. For the horse that ended up staying with me, being “mine,” I always had visions of a leggy, flashy, freakishly talented yet remarkably kind and quiet steed. You know the one—that imaginary horse that is the standard in our heads when we look at any other creature. Oh, and he’d definitely be a striking dapple gray.