Haley’s doing her homework in her room.”

I tightened my grip on the plastic handset.

I turned the silver wedding band around my ring finger, feeling the smooth metal glide over my knuckle while I worked out the hours between her story and the boutique receipt.

“That sounds really nice,” I said.

“We miss you so much.

I wish you could be here for our anniversary weekend.”

“I’m looking at the calendar right now,” I said.