When

“Hello?”

“It’s Jim.”

“I almost didn’t pick up. What’s this number?”

“Pay phone.”

“I didn’t know they still had those.”

“It’s at a rest stop on I-35. Lost my cell phone. Long story.”

“I bet.”

“So what’s happening? You at the hospital?”

“No. Not anymore.”

“Shit.”

“Yeah, brother. You missed it. You’re too late.”

“When?”

“This morning. The nurse found him.”

“Found him? Aren’t they supposed to know right away?”

“Mom gave the DNR order last night.”

“DNR?”

“Do not resuscitate.”

“Shit.”

“Would have been nice if his son had been there.”

“I’ve been driving all night.”

“I bet.”

 

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