Chapter Eleven
Sam
With Grace gone, my life was so boring. Cole would go out with me, Lori and Paul would too, but nothing was the same without her though. Grace called the other morning, but I knew it would make my life worse talking to her. She is just my Grace, and with her far away I would be so depressed.
"Sam, your phone is going off." Lori yelled from the living room. "It's Grace."
"Ok, I'm coming." I ran into the living room and picked up my phone and read it.
Hey Sam,
College is so boring, and fun, it would be more fun with you here. I have one roommate, her name is Rebecca. She is nice and I like her. I miss you so much and I hope you know that I will be home in a little more than four months. I know it seems long but it isn't. I love you, bye,
Grace
Grace seemed so far away now. I had to call her but she was probably in the middle of class. I didn't care at least I would hear her voice for a few seconds saying "Hey this is Grace; sorry I couldn't come to the phone. Please leave a message after the…." Oh I just loved how she let the beep go and she doesn't say it. I dialed her number and put the phone up to my ear.
"Hello?" a voice said on the other side of the phone.
"Hello?" I said.
"Oh, gosh I took Grace's phone by mistake, sorry I'll go get her, wait, are you Sam?" the girl on the other end asked.
"Yes."
"Oh, hi I'm Rebecca, I'll go get her."
"Hello?" Grace's voice sounded stressed.
"Grace, what's wrong?"
"Oh, hey, nothing just homework."
"What is it? Maybe I can give you the answer."
"[7 - (3 - 3(7 - 5) + 2)] + 7"
"Um, um,"
"Fifteen" Rebecca yelled from the background.
"Thanks," Grace yelled back to her. "So how are you?"
"Well I thought I would be bad because I'm talking to you and your not here, but surprisingly I'm not going crazy."
"That's good," Grace said with a chuckle. "Oh, man."
"What Grace, are you ok?"
"Yes I'm fine, the fire alarm is going off, I will talk to you later, bye love you."
"Bye, love you too." Grace ended the phone call and I was left in the living room with Lori and Paul. I threw my phone on the coffee table, sat on the couch and I threw my face into my hands.
"Sam?" Lori's voice was gentle next to me. "You miss her don't you?"
"So bad." I said into my palms. Lori put her hand on my shoulder. Her hand was so small and gentle on my tee shirt.
"Sam, you'll make it through, trust me." I looked at Lori; her head tipped sideways a little, her eyes were sad and looked very serious, like she knew what she was talking about. "Trust me," such a strong statement.
"Thanks, Lori, I sure do appreciate it." Lori and Paul walked into the kitchen to make dinner and I just sat on the couch and thought about Grace.