My heart races, pounding so hard that it feels like it will explode out the front of my chest.
My breathing is getting shallower, faster, until I hyperventilate.
The tingling starts in the center of my cheeks, then spreads throughout my entire face.
Hands shaking, I attempt to punch the number in phone. It takes 3 tries.
Tears silently stream down my face
I hit the send button. Time stops. I want this moment to be over.
"The number you have reached is no longer in service," the disembodied female voice informs me.
Relief floods through my veins as I press the end key, drained, and sink onto the bed.
I wrote this post in response to this week's prompt at Jenny Matlock's Saturday Centus.
WORD COUNT - 100 WORDS PLUS THE TEN WORDS OF THE PROMPT. Total word count not to exceed 110 words.
STYLE OF WRITING - ANY
USE A PICTURE THIS WEEK IF YOU LIKE
THE PROMPT THIS WEEK IS: "The number you have reached is no longer in service"