The Line Is About To Go Dead

(I answer a call from my dad, with whom I last spoke about 10 days prior.)

Me: “Hello?”

Dad: *clearly panicked* “Sweetheart, hi! What’s going on?!”

Me: “Oh, you know. Nothing much—”

Dad: “YOU HAVEN’T CALLED ME! I HAVEN’T HEARD FROM YOU!”

Me: “Uh…”

Dad: “I COULD HAVE BEEN DEAD, YOU KNOW!”

Me: “Dad, if you were dead, I’m pretty sure I would have found out about that by now.”

Dad: “MAYBE NOT!”