Wrong Number

Ring, ring…ring, ring


He listens to the ringing tone, the crumpled, handwritten note on the shelf.


A female voice answers.


Hello?


Honey, I’m sorry. I took the money. I needed to pay for something. Mary’s pregnant. It’s my fault…


Who is this?


It’s Johnny. Sadie?


No.


Sorry, my mistake.


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