"hello?"
"dad."
"virginia?"
"when will you come home?"
"i'm working, virginia."
she laughed. "working? what about
me? don't you care?"
"don't start this up again, virginia."
he sighed.
"don't start this up again?
i'm your daughter."
"i have to go. there's a client
on the other line."
"of course there is. because that person's shit
more important than your abusive wife."
"wait wh—"
[call ended]
