The Phone Call I wish I never answered

Is it dead of night and, as always, my brain won’t shut off and I just keep thinking.

I keep thinking about the phone call I got when my mom died. Rehashing that moment over and over.
How my first thought, as with anytime something really bad happened, I wanted to call my mom.
I couldn’t.

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