Stranger on the Line

A year or so ago something strange happened.  Every day around eleven in the morning, my phone would ring, I would answer and there would be no one on the line.  No sound, no voice, just silence.  After awhile I came to expect that phone call, some days it was the only one I got. There were days when it was the only time I spoke.  

Those few seconds became moments in my day when I wasn't expected to be anyone's anything, just to answer.