Ghost caller

“This is Daddy’s Father’s Day gift,” I told Mom on Father’s Day as I picked her up to go the The Arkansas Repertory Theatre to see The Compleat Wrks of Wllm Shkspr (Abridged). What could be a better gift for Daddy, who died in 1975, than a special outing for the love of his life?

Monday, mother calls. Her tone is slightly heightened from daily blase.

“I just got a call from ‘Ewbank, Gene,’” she says. “And it’s my number!” Mom hadn’t dialed herself; she was home alone!

Must have been Daddy calling to say thanks for the Father’s Day gift!

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