"will you call?" I ask.
"yes." He replies.
"do you promise?"
"no."
"why not?"
"my mother always taught me to only make promises that i can keep. which is ironic, because she never did." He says.
Then he hangs up.
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∆ Will You Call? ∆
Short Story((This is really crappy and stupid but I'm too sentimental to take it down)) ∆ "Will you call?" "Yes." "Do you promise?" "No." ∆
