A memory

When my tire blew on 275 and you just happened to text me. I told you about it. Hours went by and my husband finally answered his phone, only to tell me that he couldn't help me. You texted me again to see if I was okay. I lied when I said someone was on their way. Eventually someone did come for me.
It meant a lot that you cared enough to check on me when you should've been asleep.

Thank you.


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