The phone rings.
Etan, can you?
But he sees my face, remembers.
He leaps to the phone.
Hello? Hi, I know! I can’t believe it!
Silence as he listens, his face breaking into a smile,
and I know it’s my mother.
He looks at me.
Yeah. Yes. I will.
Then he says something so quiet
that I can’t hear him at all.
He calls me over. I put the phone to my ear,
whisper, Hello?
and listen to the delicate
sound of her voice
telling me
she’s coming home
soon.