<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8" standalone="yes"?><rss version="2.0" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><channel><title>SubKitten73 on Gromet's Plaza Archive</title><link>/authors/subkitten73/</link><description>Recent content in SubKitten73 on Gromet's Plaza Archive</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><lastBuildDate>Thu, 22 May 2003 00:00:00 +0000</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="/authors/subkitten73/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>Long Awaited</title><link>/stories/2003/05/22/long-awaited/</link><pubDate>Thu, 22 May 2003 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>/stories/2003/05/22/long-awaited/</guid><description>&lt;p&gt;Long Awaited
by SubKitten73
A Friend In Need By T.S. FESSELN
Thought this might be worth viewing&amp;hellip;  it is a first for me,
and if I get response, I will continue the story to let readers know what
really happened next!
Long Awaited&amp;quot;  written by SubKitten73&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;She awoke with a start.  Was that the phone ringing?  No&amp;hellip; 
it must have been a dream so she rolled back over in the bed and fell back
to sleep.  A scant few minutes later, she was jolted by the very real
ringing next to the bed.  Who in the world would be calling her tonight?
   “Hello?” she asked timidly, not even sure why she had
the urge to answer the phone in the first place. 
   “Good evening.  How are you this evening?”
    She didn’t know quite what to say.  The voice
sounded ruggedly familiar.  Could it be?  After such a long time?
    “Hello&amp;hellip;  I am fine,” she said, stumbling
over her words and trying to wake up more so she could really decide if
it was Him on the other end.
    “Hello, what, my dear?  Has it been so long
that you don’t remember the proper way to address me?”  That was all
she needed and then she knew it for sure.&lt;/p&gt;</description></item></channel></rss>