“When do I meet Janine? When are you bringing her?”
I'd always had excuses until a few days earlier, when I called his house to see how he was doing.
It took a while for Morrie to get to the receiver. And when he did, I could hear the fumbling as someone held it to his ear.
He could no longer lift a phone by himself. “Hiiiiii,” he gasped.
You doing okay, Coach? I heard him exhale. “Mitch... your coach... isn't having such a great day...”
His sleeping time was getting worse. He needed oxygen almost nightly now, and his coughing spells had become frightening.
One cough could last an hour, and he never knew if he'd be able to stop.
He always said he would die when the disease got his lungs. I shuddered when I thought how close death was.
I'll see you on Tuesday, I said. You'll have a better day then.
“Mitch.” Yeah? “Is your wife there with you?” She was sitting next to me.
“Put her on. I want to hear her voice.” Now, I am married to a woman blessed with far more intuitive kindness than I.
Although she had never met Morrie, she took the phone—I would have shaken my head and whispered,
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