the+craft+of+writing+by+callum

One minute my phone is ringing. “Hello” “hi just to let you know I was in a car crash last night and can’t get to work today can you fill in for me”? “Yes sure I can are you alright?” “yes I’m fine” “okay ill drop by to your house to see you later if your not in the hospital that is” “well im in the hospital if you want to stop by” “alright ill stop by after work see you then bye” “c ya” (6 hours later) “hey im here” “oh hey” “I brought u some chocolate and a DVD I hope u enjoy them” “oh thanks I will” “so how have you been?" " iv been fine and you?" "iv been better" "why what's up?" " my mother just died and my daughter has to go to canada for 10 years" "oh sorry to hear that" "well at least i have my skating compertion tomorrow iv just learnt a brand new trick" "what is it" "its called a kickflip mytwist" "oh wow i only know of one skater who can do that" "and who would that be?" "pro skater tony hawk" "oh him he is quite cool" "yeah" "well do you have any marks from the crash?" "yes i have brooses from hiting my sholders and kneels into the door and i got a gash to the head i had a bone sticking out from my leg and a broken arm and got hit in the guts from the staring wheel" "is there a scar from when u got a bone stuck out of ur leg?" "oh well there's not really a scar"
 * //Oh well there's not really a scar//**