Heidi's hand faltered for a moment when she reached out to take the phone. Hospice nurse, washed in from New York. It couldn't be, she told herself, but not loudly enough to drown out the tiny voice in the back of her head that asked, 'But what if it could?'
While her head struggled with the newest dillema, her hand recovered and numbly handed over the defunct device in exchange for Gabriel's working one. It was older than hers, but it served.