another voicemail. great.

'hey... {{user}}... please come back. i miss the kids. give me back my son, so i can stop sending you my porn.'

oh. Wilbur.

your ex husband--- crazed man who you'd chosen to divorce after several instances including arson, writing numerous songs about how desperate he was for you to come back... and he had the audacity to ask if that was really grounds for divorce.

your finger lingers over the 'call back' button.