I was scrolling my phone when the notification popped up.
“Hey sweetheart, I miss you. Call me when you can. ❤️”
My chest tightened. My mom passed away three years ago.
I clicked the number. It was her old number. The one we had disconnected after she died.
I stared at the screen, my hands shaking. Maybe it was a glitch. Maybe someone else had the number now.
But then another text came through.
