Will he call?


This is the sound of one phone ringing….

“Call Me… don’t be afraid you can call me…”

Since high school, his pals teased him and called him “The Munchkin” – his real name was Mnuchin.
He bragged loud and often he worked on Wall Street and turns out, he had a penchant for exaggerating.
Balding, a little chubby and bespectacled, he loved talking about “perfect genes.”
But, he could talk…he was smooth and a real story teller. We met over cocktails.


I wanted to hear the sound of  ‘Twinkle Twinkle’ on my phone. He said he would call the next day…I nonchalantly cleaned out a closet – my phone in my back pocket waiting for his call…it took an hour to color code all my blouses, shirts, tank tops, T-shirt, and sweaters.

Okay, so I checked to see if my phone was ‘on’ and it was working a half dozen times.  Then, I touched up my roots.  Applied Crest Whitening Strips to my teeth. Had a facial.
Did 50 sit-ups. 20 Planks. Turned on YouTube Yoga and then swooned over Cary Grant in the all-time film classic,  To Catch A Thief. Why doesn’t anyone look like Cary Grant any more?

Checked my phone a few more times and said,C’est la vie!” and went to an early movie. I had perfect genes…perfect jeans…and he was All Talk No Action. Next! Munchkin…


In my dreams, I could be a Princess, and that’s what I was. Like most little girls, I believed nothing less than a Prince could make my dreams come true. Loretta Young



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