she thinks...

once again Josie sat, alone.

Cross legged in her crowded room, surrounded by graphic novels and incomplete paintings from design class, she sat picking at the fluff on her rainbow toe socks.
She stares at the phone.
Shall she call him?
Will he answer?
For what change will it bring?

It has been four months since Charlie decided he would no longer pursue a commitment to her but rather his bank account.

to be continued....