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Freya “Heyy Stacey…” I let out as I dumped the grocery bags I was carrying on the counter. “How are you doing today? I've been meaning to call you since you left yesterday, but I've been really busy. I just kept going from a patient to the other till it skipped my mind. It was late in the night when I got home that I remembered, but I didn't want to call then. It was already late, and I thought you'd be sleeping already.” she explained while I put her on speaker, so I could sort out the groceries. “Ohhh… I actually wish I was sleeping then. Maybe I won't be going over this again like it's some fresh wound,” I retorted. “Whats the matter? Is it Dennis or Sonia? Talk to me, what's going on?” she pressed desperately. “Yesterday, when I left your place, I went to sort out some things wit