Fantasy Drabble #240 “Widower”

Where are you?

The text was from a number I didn’t remember. I sent back, Who is this?

It’s me, silly, where are you? You’re late again.

Late for what? Who is this?

I’ve been sitting in Vermeer’s for a half an hour now. Are you coming?

Vermeer’s is where my wife and I used to meet for dinner when we were young. I was always late and she was always so patient.

This isn’t funny. Whoever you are, this isn’t funny.

Well, get here when you can. I’ll order you a rum and coke.

I turned off my phone.

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