June 13, 2012
When she calls, she always makes a big deal out of the most insignificant background noises: the squeak of the bathroom door, the clang of silverware, the distant sound of the train. Sometimes, it's not even safe to breathe without her pausing to ask "What is that? Is someone over?" I usually reply with where the sound originated from and tell her that I'm alone. So she starts hunting and pecking for words again, trying to describe something small that I already understand. I want to tell her that it's ok, I know what you're going through; without sounding indifferent.