to the new reality.
Before we hung up, she said, “He would have liked talking to you. You have the same way of going quiet when you’re thinking.”
“I didn’t know that about myself,” I said.
“Well,” she said, “now you do.”
After we hung up, I sat in the silence for a while. Outside, the city moved and hummed and got on with being itself. The teacup was warm continue reading …
