The Text
Wayne’s text dinged at around 10 a.m. I work nights so most folks know not to call or message me too early.
I woke a few minutes later to read Wayne’s text. He’d typed, “Matt, have you heard from your father lately? I got a busy signal last night and a few minutes ago. Regards, Wayne.”
Wayne is one of my father’s few and only friends. I knew he was concerned for my father’s wellbeing. So didn’t have the heart to reply that my father sometimes takes his phone off the hook in order to avoid the annoyance of Wayne’s good intentions and bullshit.
I didn’t have the heart to tell him because my father is one of Wayne’s few and only friends too.
So, instead, I replied, “It’s been a couple of weeks.”
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