It rings. Three times. Four. I sit on the edge of the bed, close enough to hear.
"Hello?"
Rebecca's voice. Flat. The same flat she's been giving me for days now.
"Mommy!"
A pause. The briefest shift in the line, something softening or tightening, I can't tell which.
"Hi, Jack."
"Mommy, why haven't you called me? You didn't call me or come home. I miss you."
Another pause. Longer this time. I hear Rebecca breathe in.
"I didn't want to bother you, baby."
Jack's face scrunches. "Bother me? How would you bother me? You're my mommy. You never bother me."
The line goes quiet. When Rebecca speaks again, her voice is the same flat, but there's something underneath it. Something held down.
"Is that so?"
She says them soft, almost gentle, but they sit wrong in my chest. There's a weight
