Mama
The phone rings.
“May I please speak to Lynette”?
“This is she”.
The change in tone of her voice causes my body to stiffen.
“I regret to inform you that your mother has passed”.
“Passed what”?
“We tried to revive her, but she just didn’t make it”.
Silence…….
I ask, “what are you talking about”?
“I’m sorry ma’am, but your mom has passed away. Who do you want us to call to collect the body?
Again, I ask, “what are you talking about”?
As my limp body collapses on the bed, I hear her ask,
“Ma’am, are you okay? Are you alone? Is there someone else that we can call”?
Her voice turns to a murmur until
the sound of the dial tone brings me back into reality.
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