I Told My Mother

Sun, 26 Jul 2026 00:00:00 +0000

The phone rang at 11:03.

I’d been up since six. I’d spent the first five of those hours not deciding, which is different from deciding not to say anything, and I want to be careful about that distinction. I hadn’t chosen silence. I had just been sitting with both options without committing to either.

She said “how are you” the way she has for forty-nine years, the question that doubles as a greeting, and “fine” started to form and I let it go past.

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