Dani Shapiro

Sometimes he didn't say a word.

He would stay on the line for as long as five minutes, just breathing.

Eventually, he did get to me again, and for the next year that we were together, three days here, four days there, my life became unrecognizable to me.

I idly wondered what it would take to get me to leave him.

I wondered about this over bottles of chilled white wine or heavy glasses half-filled with scotch.

I was still wondering about it when I went to stay for a while at a health spa in California.

The phone rang in my room one day.

There had been a car crash on a snowy highway.

My mother had 80 broken bones.

My father was in a coma.

They were lying in a hospital 3,000 miles away, and suddenly, in ways I could not have imagined seconds earlier, nothing else mattered.

As I packed my bags, I remembered my mother twirling, dancing to Dvorak, through the doors of Lenny's brownstone, and the glassy look in my father's eyes.

I prayed that my father wouldn't die disappointed in me, and I knew then what I had to do.

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