I type in the phone number and anxiously wait while it dials. First ring, second ring, third ring, fourth ring, fifth ring. Gone to the answering machine. I was really hoping he’d pick up this time.
*Beep* “Hey, dad, I know we haven’t spoken in some time, but I want to reach out to you and make amends. I know we both haven’t been the nicest to each other. When you left our family, I was very angry, and I never asked your side of the things. I want to apologise and give you a chance to be dad in my life now, let’s do coffee soon. Give me a buzz and let me know, dad.”
I hang up and leave the voicemail at that. It’s the third time in eight months I’ve tried calling him. Maybe I was too hopeful to believe he could be a different man after all this time.
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