A Summer of Slow Transition Ch. 07

"Alright, as long as you're positive. No more questions or discussions until you come home, okay?"

"Whatever you say. I love you and miss you already."

"I love and miss you too, sweetheart. I wish you were home. Call me tomorrow night, around the same time, if that's good for you."

"I wish I were home, too. I'll call you tomorrow night, around 8 or a little after. Good night babes, I love you."

One statement that Bob said kept repeating itself in her mind, "Do what you want, when you want, with whomever you want."

"Good night, honey, thank you ... kisses."

Pam hung up the phone, sat on the couch, finally feeling like the free spirit Bob had wanted her to be, without any reservations, for the near future at least.