When did trolling become so readily acceptable? And why do we continue to allow it to happen?
MY PHONE rings. It is my sister. I smile as I say hello but then I hear her voice, shuddering with tears.
For a moment my breath catches as I think of a similar phonecall all those years ago and I wonder who it is this time. I wonder who has been taken from us too soon, too young.
Revoiced
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