The Caller
A different type of prank call.
By that time of the day, the phone more so shrilled rather than rang. The muted, sterile noise that screamed out of it pierced my ears at a mosquito level annoyance.
“Anonymous” it read on the caller ID and I answered with the practiced greeting just like I would for or any other call, my own voice raising an octave, making my skin crawl.
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