The cellphone rang, a welcome interruption cutting through my dreams.
Woke up smiling and reached for the phone by my bed.
It lay still. No missed calls.
The night suffocated me with silence. Curled my fingers around the
phone—around his hand, 3000 miles away—and tried to sleep for the
third time that night.
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