Telephone LoveTelephone Love
Dedicated to C.
b.


Submitted by Donna Colburn


He is tall, dark, thick, and some may say he is not attractive.
And it is kind of true; unless you, like me, can see beyond.
It is taboo, too.
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he is in charge and the slightest slip of the tongue could mean insubordination, so every part of the conversation must be carefully thought out by both of us.


I say I heard you are going on vacation next week.
He says who told you that?
I say does it matter?
He says yes.
Whoever told you will have to be cut off.
We both laugh.
I say are you going anywhere?
He says I am thinking of going someplace tropical; perhaps Hawaii.
I say oh really?
With family, friends, or a friend?
He says I do not know, whoever can get time off, and he turns and looks directly into my eyes and says can you get time off?


Since he is my super, he knows I have taken all of my vacation for the year.
I reply no, but you better believe I wish I could.
We stare into each others eyes for but a brief moment and then both look away quickly, because if for one second more, we might expose the secret.
I say well I guess I will go back to my desk and do some work so you can do the same.
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He says let me see that before you leave.
I say what?
He says your ring.
I feel like my air supply has just been cut off.
I hand him my left hand.
He says that's a beautiful diamond.
Your husband must really love you.


I say he does, he does.