The ordinary phone call

Appa called while I was finishing an assignment I nearly ignored it because he usually tells me the same stories about work and the neighbours. Tonight, I answered anyway . He spent ten minutes explaining how the local Shop had increased its prices and how someone had parked badly outside our house 🏠. I barely contributed to the conversation, but he seemed happy to have someone listening. After we hung up. I sad staring at my phone. I had been treating his calls as interruptions, forgetting that one day I might wish I could hear those ordinary complaints again. Tomorrow, I'll call him first