Nick took a deep breath and braced himself for the interrogation. “Well, Ma, see . . . there’s this
girl.”
Silence.
He checked to make sure the call hadn’t been dropped. “You still there, Ma?”
A sniffle.
“You can’t be crying already,” he said. “I haven’t told you anything about her yet.”
“It doesn’t matter, Nick,” his mother said through her tears. “Those are the three words I’ve been
waiting thirty-four years to hear.

Auteur: Julie James

Nick took a deep breath and braced himself for the interrogation. “Well, Ma, see . . . there’s this<br />girl.”<br />Silence.<br />He checked to make sure the call hadn’t been dropped. “You still there, Ma?”<br />A sniffle.<br />“You can’t be crying already,” he said. “I haven’t told you anything about her yet.”<br />“It doesn’t matter, Nick,” his mother said through her tears. “Those are the three words I’ve been<br />waiting thirty-four years to hear. - Julie James




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