The Game
"Gordon."
It took me some time to connect the name with the man whose voice I heard on the phone. I held my cell phone tighter when I had found the connection.
"Gordon? How are you doing?" I asked. My voice was rough and hoarse.
I had pushed it to the back of my mind. However, subconsciously, I had always known this day was inevitable.
Gordon talked on. His words were fast and chopped. I felt the urge to just end the call and dismiss him. Instead, I listened, albeit wi