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@@@@@ 888 Hoping he was right, I opened LINE 1 again and punched in the area code for Rhode Island and then 759-082My finger never hesitatedIt punched the last number, and somewhere in Providence, a phone began to ringzit?" For a moment I was sure I'd blown the number after allThe voice was female, but sounded older than my daughterBut I resisted my initial impulse to say "Wrong number" and hang upShe sounded tired, Pam had said, but if this was Ilse, she sounded more than tired; she sounded weary unto death "Ilse?" No answer for a long timeI began to think the disembodied someone in Providence had hung upI realized I was sweating, and heavily enough so I could smell myself, like a monkey on a branch Then the same little refrain: "Hel-lo?zit?" "Ilse!" 889 NothingI sensed her getting ready to hang up Outside the wind was roaring and the surf was pounding "Miss Cookie!" I shouted"Miss Cookie, don't you dare hang up this phone!" That got throughdee?" There was a world of wonder in that broken word "If you're really DaddyI could see her in her own kitchen, barefoot (as she had been that day in Little Pink, looking at the picture of the doll and the floating tennis balls), head down, hair hanging around her face Distracted, maybe almost to the point of madness And for the first time I began to hate Perse as well as fear herI want you to listen to me-" "Tell me my screen name There was a certain shocked cunning in the voice now"If you're really my Daddy, tell me my screen name And if I didn't, I realized, she'd hang