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Waiting

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By Megan ArtusPublished 5 years ago 1 min read
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Each vibration of my phone sends a shock through my body. The kind that squeezes your throat tight shut. The kind that makes you sweat. The kind that makes your voice shake and your breath rattle. These have been the slowest most intense days of my life.

Oh be still my soul, be still.

So many what ifs, hanging low and heavy in the air. Right above my head. They loom over me like the dark clouds in the sky today. What's going to happen when I hear his voice? What's going to happen when I see that number on my phone? What's going to happen after we hang up? How will I ever make it through this?

I'm scared completely out of my mind.

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Megan Artus

@megdmerrillwrites

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