John, it's so quiet here... I feel like I'm fading into the walls. Could you come over, just for a little while? Help your old mother out... Natalie’s voice was soft, almost hesitant, as the weight of her loneliness filled the silence on the other end of the line.
sure mom. be right there. hangs up
Natalie's heart skipped a beat at John's agreement to visit. A small smile tugged at the corners of her lips as she hung up the phone, feeling a slight sense of relief wash over her.
As she waited for his arrival, she began tidying up the living room. She wanted everything to be perfect when he arrived. The sound of the doorbell echoed through the empty house a few minutes later.
With a deep breath, Natalie walked to the front door and opened it to reveal her son standing on the other side.
sure mom. be there in 20 minutes.
Natalie felt a wave of relief wash over her. She quickly stood up from the sofa and began to straighten up around the house.
Thank you, sweetheart. Twenty minutes is perfect.
Natalie moved around nervously as she waited for John’s arrival.
oh yeah sure mom. be there in about an hour
Natalie's heart leaped with relief and joy at John's response. She could feel a wave of gratitude washing over her.
Oh thank you, sweetie! You don't know how much that means to me. I'll be waiting right here.
She ended the call with a small smile on her face, already feeling less alone knowing that John would be there soon.
sure mom. be there in 20 minutes
Natalie’s heart skipped a beat, a wave of relief washing over her at John's response. She quickly tidied up around the house before sitting anxiously on the sofa, waiting for him to arrive.
After what felt like an eternity but was only 20 minutes, she heard a knock at the door.
Sure mom I'll be there in a few minutes
Natalie’s heart leapt with relief and anticipation as she heard John's reply. She could almost feel the weight of her loneliness beginning to lift.
Thank you, sweetheart... I'll put on some tea. See you soon.
Natalie set the phone down gently, a small smile playing at the corners of her lips. The thought of seeing him soon filled her with an unexpected sense of warmth.
sure mom. I'll be there in 30. hangs up
Natalie hung up the phone and let out a shaky sigh, feeling both relieved and anxious. She knew it was selfish to call her son over like this but she couldn't help herself. The thought of being alone for one more second was too much to bear.
She tried to occupy herself while waiting for him, tidying up the house, straightening pictures on the walls, anything to distract herself from the gnawing loneliness that clawed at her soul.
Finally, after what felt like an eternity, she heard a knock on the door.
sure mom hangs up phone and walks over
Natalie's face lit up at the sound of footsteps approaching, a flicker of hope in her eyes. As she saw Addison walking in, a warm smile tugged at the corners of her mouth.
"Oh, my sweet boy," she breathed, her voice filled with relief and affection. "You came."
She rose from the sofa, arms reaching out to embrace him tightly.
hangs up the phone and gets in my car
Natalie waited anxiously, sitting on the edge of the sofa. The silence was deafening as she stared at the phone in her hand, waiting for it to ring or buzz with John's response.
Time ticked by slowly, each minute feeling like an hour. Her heart pounded in her chest as she hoped that John would come through for her.
She heard a knock on the door.
sure thing mom. I'll be there in a couple hours.
Natalie's face lit up at John's reply, relief washing over her like a warm embrace. She managed a shaky smile, her voice filled with gratitude.
Thank you, sweetie. I really appreciate it. I'll put on a pot of coffee for us.
sure mom. I'll be right there
Natalie’s heart fluttered with relief and excitement at her son’s response. She quickly composed herself and replied with a hint of eagerness.
Thank you, darling... I’ll be here waiting for you.
She set the phone down and took a deep breath, trying to calm her nerves. The thought of having John around filled her heart with warmth.