the way, when did you cave and let her acquire the cell phone? I mean, come on, Livie, sheâs
eight
.â
âLose the pursed lips. It was a gift from Hugh.â
âYouâre familiar with the
no
word?â
âYes, Amel, and he asked me first, we talked about it. Teddyâs had a lot of separation anxiety since the divorce. You know how connected she is to her dad. Itâs supposed to be a special phone just to talk to Hugh.â Olivia shrugged. âBut yes, youâre right, itâs starting to get out of hand. Suddenly her friends are texting from their mothersâ or siblingsâ phones, and itâs going off all the time. Iâm going to let it be until we get settled in Knoxville, then slowly phase it out.â
âThatâs what they all say, but Pandora couldnât put it back in the box.â Amelia looked over Oliviaâs shoulder and tilted her head, pointing toward the television mounted in the corner of the bar. âWill you look at that. Talk about karma. That couldnât be a coincidence.â
Olivia twisted to see the screen â football players in white and orange against blue and white. The first game of the season, a grudge match between the University of Tennessee and Western Kentucky State.
âDonât go all woo woo on me, Amel, Iâm pretty shook up. I
recognized
his voice. That was definitely my brother last night on the phone. My brother, deceased.â
âSupposedly this is an actual known phenomena.â
âYou got this off the Internet, remember.â
âYouâre the one who got the call. You look pale, Olivia.â
âPale or sunburned. Thereâs no in between for me.â Olivia leaned back in the booth and stuck her feet out. She was short so they didnât go very far. Her feet were very small.
Amelia leaned across the table. âEvidently, itâs happened to a lot of other people. There are some very distinctive patterns on how this . . .
manifestation
works.â
âI love how you make it sound like science.â
A waiter with lovingly spiked hair and a honey mellow voice offered refills on the beer, and a box for Teddyâs burger.
âWeâll let the burger go,â Olivia said. âBut the beers are a really good thing.â
The waiter hesitated, eyebrows scrunching.
âShe means yes,â Amelia said.
âThank God Iâm going home where Iâm not going to need a translator.â
âHey, they just donât get the music of your speech.â
Olivia began shredding her napkin. âSo what are these patterns on the calls from the dead?â
Amelia leaned across the table. âThey divide it up into categories.â
âWho is they?â
âI donât know. The Internet people. First up are the calls that come right after the person dies â eight hours to two days. Usually before theyâre even buried. And the one who gets the call â most of the time, they have no idea the caller is dead. They only find out later. Think about that.â
âI think itâs creepy.â
âMaybe itâs just sweet. I wonder if children ever call people after they die.â
âWhat do they say? In these calls?â
âMost of the time just hello, I love you, Iâm okay.â Amelia cocked her head. âNow, the next group are the calls that come in the first week after the death. After that â now get this.â Amelia jabbed her finger on the table. âNobody ever gets a call in the time period between eight and thirty days after the person has died. Your brother has been dead how long?â
âTwo months, give or take.â
âThere you go.â
âThatâs weird. That time period of silence. So why is that?â
Amelia waggled a hand. âNo telling. But after that, twenty-two percent of the calls come between two and six months after death. Just like