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The
phone rings late in the afternoon and I let my answering machine
do its job.
“Hi, this message is for Kathleen…”
A call for my ex-wife?
She hasn’t lived in my house for over 5 years.
“Kathleen, this is Roxanne from Doctor Such-And-Such’s
office.
Your test results are back from the lab.
Everything came out okay.
If you have any questions, please call us.”
I reach down and scratch my girlfriend’s napping golden
retriever on the top of his head.
Thanks, Roxanne, but you didn't need to call. I
already know everything came out okay.
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