Four Years After I Died, My Grandma Called My Toxic Ex

Summary

Four years after my death, Nana dug out my old cell phone and called Olivia.

Olivia: "It’s been exactly four years, and you finally thought to call me?"

"What, did your sugar mamas run out of cash? If you're broke, just go find a few more women to sell yourself to. Don't play the victim with me."

"Let me tell you something: I don't ever want to see you again, even if you're dead!"

On the other end of the line, Nana froze, her hunched back looking especially frail and lonely.

She clutched the phone and asked cautiously, "Livvy, did you and my Ethan get into a fight? I can't find him."