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Thirty minutes later Tina came out of the shower wearing a white robe and her hair wrapped in white towel. She sat in front of the transitional styled vanity with hinged tri-fold mirror for a side-to-side view to apply moisturizer on her face before putting on the makeup. A few minutes later she noticed she had 1 missed call and 1 voice message. She checked who the sender was but it was an unknown number.
Normally she wouldn’t bother answering or listening to an unknown number but only few people knew her personal number and she thought maybe it was something important.
Once done applying moisturizer on her face she decided to listen to the voice message. She pressed the play button
Beep… “HI! Oh wait is this working already?”
Tina furrowed her brows for it was the first time in her life she heard a child’s voice on her phone, so some kid left her a message?
“Oh yea it’s playing already… (clears throat) HI! Ms. Tina, remember me? I hope you remember me, its Angie, the pretty little girl that you met at the park? My birthday is on Saturday or Sunday?…Oh wait I think… ooops hihihi yea yea it’s on Saturday June 21. I want all my friends to come so you are invited. My mommy will make me a BIGGGGG cake and I’ll have so many balloons with my favorite colors! Here’s the address it’s XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX — ok got it? And oh one more thing don’t forget to bring your gift OKAY? SEE YOU AND BYE!!!
After playing the voice message the third time Tina looked at her reflection in the mirror and saw a woman smiling back at her. That had to be, if not the, then one of the cutest messages that she ever heard in her life and of all people it came from a child. She never thought she would hear from the adorable little girl again and she was so happy of getting that precious voice message. She always liked children but for some reason there’s warmness inside her heart whenever she thought of Angie and she didn’t know why but she felt some familiarity with the kid especially whenever she looked in those inquisitive and bright little brown eyes but she just couldn’t quite put her finger on it.