Our Sacrifices
**ring ring**
Lucien stared at his mobile screen and began to frown. The unsaved but well remembered number displaying on his mobile’s screen is from one of the people that he dreads talking to the most. He took a deep breath before connecting the line.
“Lucien…” spoke a woman with a deep voice which always sounded tired and serious.
“…Madame Francesca,” Lucien replied with a slight bow. He bowed out of habit even though the other party could not see him from the other end of the line.
“No need to be so formal to your sister. Congratulations on your second marriage,” Francesca spoke slowly making sure to properly enunciate each and every word.
“Thank you very much, Francesca…” Lucien replied as he wondered what she wanted from him. Francesca never called him unless she wanted something.
“I will make sure that my son and I are there for your big day. Please pass on my congratulations to your soon-to-be new wife,” Francesca continued.