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Jan. 18th, 2002 04:28 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
enteleinI was talking to my boss on the phone when my cell phone rang, and so I told him to hold on as I picked up my cell and hit the answer button.
"Hello?"
"Hello Andrea," a warm, gravelly voice greeted me, "this is Dad."
"Oh!" I smiled, "You have the wrong number!"
Andrea's dad rattled off the number he thought he had dialed, and then I rattled off mine, which was one mere digit off.
What a warm, kindly voice he had. As if he were calling after a long trip, a long absence. As if he were making his daily call to his beloved daughter. What a nice man.
"Hello?"
"Hello Andrea," a warm, gravelly voice greeted me, "this is Dad."
"Oh!" I smiled, "You have the wrong number!"
Andrea's dad rattled off the number he thought he had dialed, and then I rattled off mine, which was one mere digit off.
What a warm, kindly voice he had. As if he were calling after a long trip, a long absence. As if he were making his daily call to his beloved daughter. What a nice man.
