"Hello, this is Honey's Food Delivery. How may I help you?"
"Lydia?"
"Who is this?"
"This is Autumn."
"Oh! Hey Random Stranger Autumn!"
"Um, what?"
"I mean hey Autumn. This is, in fact, Lydia."
"Lydia... You're Finn's coworker, right?"
"Yes, you may also know me as 'Lydia: the extraordinaire' or 'Lydia: the matchmaker'."
"I was calling to see if Finn was working today. He's not answering his phone."
"He got your phone number?!"
"Yeah. But I'm a little worried, he usually always answers his phone on the first ring."
"I knew it!"
"What?"
"I knew you two liked each other! Add 'Lydia: Is always right' to the list."
"Lydia, this is important."
"You're right, I'm listening."
"Is Finn working today?"
"No, he couldn't today he had to attend a... a... well..."
"A what?"
"A funeral."
"Oh gosh! Is he okay? Will he live?"
"You are aware that he is not the body in the coffin, right? He's not attending the funeral as a ghost."
"Yes. But who's funeral was it?"
"I don't know. But I can tell you it wasn't his."
"That helps a lot."
"I'm sorry, he didn't say anything else... When was the last time you spoke to him?"
"Um, last night. I texted him to thank him for the chicken noodle soup."
"Yeah, today was the funeral."
"Thank you, Lydia."
"I'll tell Finn he owes me another one."
*call ended*
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Autumn & Finn
Short StoryShe only wanted a chicken noodle soup. He only wanted to keep talking to her. They didn't only fall in love. Told through a series of phone calls. » #5 in Short Story on 28/06/2020