It was on the fifth ring and still no one had answered. She kept telling herself, just one more, then
they’ll pick up. By ring 1,260 she was about to give up but then thought better
of it. Maybe on the next one…
Whenever she played Hey Jude, she’d keep listening long after
any normal person would have stopped and gotten on with their life. Still a
little discernible sound was coming through, so she kept straining and leaning
closer to the speaker.
She didn’t really have any lucky Lotto numbers. She played her birthday, their anniversary
and the date Larry got released from prison.
She never even won a two-dollar ticket, yet each week she told herself,
maybe this time.
I remember, I asked her once if she ever had a nickname. She said a few kids back in school would call
her, Short-straw, but she didn’t know why.
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