“Hello?”

“Hey, babe.”

“John. I told you that we’re through.”

“I know.”

“I just can’t take it anymore.”

“I know.”

“So why are you calling?”

“You asked me to.”

“No I didn’t.”

“Sure you did.”

“When?”

“A couple of years ago.”

“What?”

“You said you wanted me to let you know if I ever…” *cough* *cough*

“John?”

“Yeah, Karen. I’m here.” *cough* “But not for long. I jus wanted to tell you. To say goodbye. To say I’m sorry.”

“John! Where are you?”

“I’m at the hospital. But…” *cough*

“John! Don’t you die! I’ll be right there!”

“I love you, Karen…”

*click*