UnhearingJune 6, 2012
Do you hear what I’m saying? she asked. Do you hear what I’m saying?
She had suspected for years that the answer to the question was no, but had been too afraid to actually ask. Now the question hung out there, floating in the netherworld between their phones, perhaps lost, perhaps ignored.
Sometimes, when silence fell between them, she filled it with a new topic. Today, she let the silence grow louder and louder between them. She didn’t drown it out with more unnecessary sounds.