You and I are Facebook friends, although I haven't seen you in years. We send the occasional message. Let me know when you're passing through town, so we can get together and catch up! Then I'll find out—again via status updates—that you were in town and didn't call. At some point, we stopped prank calling; stopped calling each other, too. The fun ran out. We ran out of things to say. There is a cell phone ringtone now called Old Phone that sounds a lot like the real thing. I had it for a while, but it made me feel empty, the way that things can when they sound so close to what they're trying to be.
excerpt from a short story by Malena Watrous