Promise
"We should keep in touch."
"Sure!" Never mind that we’d spoken three times in the past four years; we were all giddy with transition, and such pledges were flying every which way.
A week later I got the first call.
"Hello?"
"Hello, Mike."
"Who’s this?"
"Josef. We said we’d keep in touch."
"Oh, yeah. So, do you want to hang some time?"
"No." Click.
After that, he called weekly. I finally started screening my caller ID. Three weeks after that, Josef arrived at my door.
"A promise," he said sternly, "is a promise." He walked slowly to his waiting cab
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