Lost in my book I was startled when the phone
rang. I checked my watch. It was still 15 minutes to midnight. I received his
call.
“You are 15 mins early,” I said.
“I know. I just wanted to be the first one.” He replied.
For the fear of falling behind in line, he had
called up early to catch me before anyone else would. He kept on talking,
nonsense though, and at the stroke of midnight wished me before this world
could.
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