Another Pleasant Valley Sunday

Just when I thought I would never have to speak to you again...

"Angela?"

"Yeah..."

"Oh, hey. It's me."

The male voice coming through the phone makes me wrack my brain for the possible options. Phil? Eli? No, it doesn't sound like either of them. Jade? No...

Then it hits me. Ohhhh. Up or down? It's you. You have not dropped off the face of the Earth. And now your voice is worming its way into my ear and into my brain again.

I sigh inwardly, frustrated and uninterested but trying not to show it.

Pulling a John on me, yeah? Although secretly I had hoped you would never return.....