I can’t erase my wife’s last voicemail. She left it during the accident, apologizing for an argument we’d had.
I tried calling back.
She couldn’t hear me.
I blamed my iPhone.
But when I saw her with my body,
I knew it wasn’t my phone that was dead.
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