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A FEW HOURS AGO I went to sleep with the phone on my chest. It’s not something I ordinarily do, but I was convinced that Millie had tried to call me just as I was arriving home from my parents’ party. I heard the phone ringing when I was on the porch downstairs, about to unlock the door, but I didn’t reach it in time because I dropped the keys several times and tripped on the stairs. When I pushed through the door into my bedroom, I knew I’d heard the last ring. So, I didn’t even bother to pick up the receiver.
I’m sometimes a crepe hanger. Betsy used to call me “Old Cassandra Larry.” She thought she was so smart when she was in college, coming home with all these sayings she’d use just to show how well read she was. I now know that she was only trying to impress my father. And she was
