Lea was excited to talk to Bill and hear his voice, but when the receiver was picked up in Hanoi it was Vietnamese voice that answered. Lea asked for Bill but had been told that he wasn't in the office, she enquired as to when he'd be back but they weren't able to give a definitive answer. Dejectedly she hung up the receiver...
She felt disappointed that they hadn't spoken as she wanted to pass on her flight details so that all would be ready for her upcoming visit. Whenever she thought about going to Hanoi a wave of excitement coursed through her body, part butterflies and part fear.
But something deep inside gnawed away at her, was it self doubt about seeing Bill again, or was it something else... And by not being able to speak to him she felt like her equilibrium was off, if only she could hear his voice perhaps that would calm her.
A couple of days later she tried calling the Hanoi desk again, but with the same response. Lea's frustration began to boil, why wouldn't he speak to her she? Was he trying to avoid her she wondered, why had he changed his mind?
Until now she'd been able to keep the tide of self doubt in check, but this opened the flood gate to her worst fears.
"Damn him" she sobbed as tears rolled down her face dripping onto her cotton nightgown soaking it.
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