Chloe-
I can't stop thinking
of you. I can't get your face out of my mind. I am dying to see you again.
I really want us to have a relationship. Halloween seems like centuries
away. When you get this letter, call me. It doesn't matter what time it
is.
Love, Taylor
When Chloe read that, she began to cry. She realized that she too really
wanted a relationship to start with her and Taylor. She had to talk to
him. She took the slip of paper out of her pocket that Taylor had given
her. She picked up the phone and dialed the number on her phone card and
called Taylor. When the phone had rung four times, she figured that they
must be asleep, so she would hang up. But just as she was about to, a voice
picked up.
"Hello?" he asked. "Um, hi, I'm sorry to call so late, but is Taylor
there? I really need to talk to him," Chloe asked. The voice on the other
end told her to hold on one minute. When Taylor picked up the phone, his
voice was so cheerful. He was happy that "his girl" had called him. The
two chatted for 30 minutes, when Chloe's phone card ran out. Taylor told
her that he would call her the next morning.