“My God, Lorraine, where have you been?” The voice quivered on the other end.
“It’s Monday. You tell me. Am I like you?”
“Oh, Lorraine …”
“I’m sending money. As always. Make sure that Mother eats fresh food. She’s not getting any better.”
“The missed calls … the text—”
“Ah. Thirteen missed calls, eight messages. I don’t even want to open them. Must you always do that? I was in a meeting, for Pete’s—I know my obligations. Do you want me to thank you for yours?”
“She was also calling and texting you, Lorraine!”
“Who? Mother?”
“She’s gone, Lorraine. She’s gone.”
“It’s Monday. You tell me. Am I like you?”
“Oh, Lorraine …”
“I’m sending money. As always. Make sure that Mother eats fresh food. She’s not getting any better.”
“The missed calls … the text—”
“Ah. Thirteen missed calls, eight messages. I don’t even want to open them. Must you always do that? I was in a meeting, for Pete’s—I know my obligations. Do you want me to thank you for yours?”
“She was also calling and texting you, Lorraine!”
“Who? Mother?”
“She’s gone, Lorraine. She’s gone.”
