Crosswalk

In the silence of the drive, aside from the patter of rain, Priyanka could hear an automatic voicemail message on the line, and as soon as it beeped, Lars began to speak in Mandarin, his voice soft and tired, like this hadn't been the first time he'd gotten no response. Of all the words that came out, all she could understand were the words for 'mother' and 'father', and a goodbye.