Dedication

20 years. It has been 20 years, and I'm here sitting in my balcony...and my eyes are still stuck at the front porch light, looking for some familiar face that I don't intend to see ever again...but still can't stop staring at the same spot.
*Phone rings*
"Hello!"
"Hello, Betty?"
"Yes, who's there?"
"M...My name's Betty and I really need you here... he's... he's going to die... please!"

Betty! I don't know any Betty. Who's she?!

"Who are you? And who's going to die?"

After a long pause, she replies.

"James!"