I looked at my phone, seeing that I had four texts from Silvana, as well as a voicemail from Alan. I clicked to listen to the voicemail:

“Marcy, its Alan,” he said, his usually jovial voice now solemn, “was just calling to check up on you. I was surprised to get a call from your sister. I think she’s very concerned about you. Anyway, just give me a call if you want to talk. I’ll have you in my prayers.”

After stopping at a red light, I looked at the text messages. The first one just asked if I could come over to talk about funeral arrangements. The second was asking if I could watch Rosie for a while so that she could go see about the funeral arrangements. She knew I would probably be more willing to do that. The other two we...

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