one missed call

seventy - two

Ringing...

Ringing...

Ringing...

"this is north jones. not south jones but north. leave a message after the beep."

Beeeeeeep.

"i still see your dad around town so i guess that means he didn't move. maybe he would've but just not without you. i know it would be that reason for me because all the guilt weighing on my shoulders is starting to get really hard to bare. i have a truck, it's the monstrosity that wakes up the entire neighborhood every morning and i could just drive away. but i just can't, you know? i want to but i can't because i can't leave you and it's beginning to kill me. maybe that's how you felt everyday because something tied you down to this town that you couldn't find it in yourself to escape. maybe you were right, maybe i never really understood you as much as i would've liked to."