The Small Hours

Chapter 7

What the Phone Knows

WHAT THE PHONE KNOWS It lies face down on the table the way a person lies who has done something they have not decided whether to mention. I do not turn it over. We have an understanding. THE LAST MESSAGE It is still there, near the top, the way a chipped step is still there, and I have learned the

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