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Chapter 22 Chapter 21 Timothy Carter, I Love You, Always
Monica Fisher was in bed reading a bedtime story to her baby when Queenie Jackson called her. As she picked up the phone and said only a few words, the child kept yelling beside her, "Mommy, why aren't you reading yet? Hurry up and read."
"Mommy's on the phone, baby. Will you go to sleep first?" Monica gently coaxed the child on the other end of the line. But the child couldn't be satisfied until the story was told. The child was yelling and wouldn't compromise. Monica had no choice but to ask Queenie to wait for a while. She had to let the child sleep first and then call her back.
Queenie naturally agreed. She hung up the phone and sat alone on the big bed in the hotel room. The night sky was dark outside the window and sounds of a horn came outside the window time to time. Timothy was in the next room. She wondered what he was doing right now.
Queenie Jackson really didn't want to be separated from him, not even for a minute. She had been holding back from going to him. She really wanted to get back to her familiar life, which was her safety and comfort zone. She really wanted to go back so badly.
But Timothy wouldn't let her go back. She should have been more clear with him, about her place, weight, and significance in his heart. Would he believe that she really didn't care about the twenty-year gap between them?
Queenie clicked on her cell phone and logged in the Whatsapp account that Timothy had applied for her. The account contained only the six or seven classmates she had just added today. Queenie unfolded Timothy's dialogue. His username was Timothy Carter. And his profile photo was a picture of the sky. His personal page was empty. He didn't even set a banner picture for his page.
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