Unknown Caller

by Lisa Unger

But the people who linger on the edge, looking down, the people who pick up the phone and reach out for help? Most of the time, you can talk them down. They are looking for a way back to the light.

“It changes. You find ways to live with it. Your life grows around it.”

And it was my fault, I don’t add. I didn’t kill her, but I might as well have. I think they call it depraved indifference. When you had the means and opportunity to help but simply stood by and did nothing.