At first only the suggestion of voice. A body hiding behind a curtain. The insistence on naming and the insistence on names. Hi, It’s Mildred again. Will you ever contact me? It’s Mildred. It’s Sophia. It’s Mrs. Mary Kaiou. It’s Blessing Williams. It’s Bonaventure Kone. It’s Gomes C. Deirdre.
Liquor cabinet rattles when the 20:08 pulls in. / In the living room, the ghost of a whole family musses up our Naugahyde. / Big round station clock. Big fat station board. Big old train.