“Hi, my name is Delilah. I’m looking for James Davis,” she said, her voice trembling. There was a pause before the man replied, “This is James. Who’s asking?”Delilah took a deep breath, trying to steady her nerves. “I was married to John Davis. John passed away two weeks ago, and I believe you might be his twin brother. I thought you should know.”
The line went silent, heightening Delilah’s anxiety. She feared the call had disconnected, but then James spoke again. “Thank you for your consideration toward informing me. May his soul rest in peace. However, it might have been for the better if you hadn’t contacted me,” he responded solemnly.