“I liked talking to you on the phone. You used to get so excited about music and novels. It was as if the world had suddenly transformed. I liked you best when you talked so passionately. I might have even loved you, even though you were somehow incapable of coming up with something to talk about when we’d meet in person.” “Yeah. You’re right about the phone calls,” I agreed. “It was the same way for me. I remember when you’d talk about movies, your voice would change and everything felt different, for some reason.”
