The office phone rang.
I absently picked up the receiver like how I would on any given day. But today, I got a shock that jolted me wide awake.
That voice. The boy couldn't have been more than 19.
The way he spoke. The lilt. The slang. The way some consonent in his words hit a high note at the oddest places. So much like my Salik.
My heart hit the roof of my mouth. I couldn't find my tongue. For one sick moment, I thought it was him. I thought I was back in 1993.
He was enquiring the status of his transcript. He claimed he was from ite macpherson. Dear God, that exact same place where Salik used to spend 2 years of his life doing something I think he regretted till this very day.
Memories came flooding in. What more can this innocent caller bring back from the depths of my best kept memories no matter how bitter?
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