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My father called me last Tuesday for the first time in seven months — not because anything was wrong, but because he had finally figured out the speaker setting on his phone — and in the eleven minutes we talked, I realized I had been waiting most of my adult life for him to call me without a reason, and I had stopped expecting it so long ago I had forgotten that I once did

My father rang me last Tuesday, for no reason at all, for the first time in roughly seven months. Nothing was wrong. Nobody had died,

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