“Her voice sounds like the first time we spoke on the phone—like it could belong to anyone. It surprises me, so I mute the television and lean over the edge of the couch to hear the echo of something unspoken. “Say that again,” I say.

“I’m going out with the girls for the night. It’s Throwback Thursday,” Annie repeats as she passes through the kitchen and into the bedroom.”

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