Ever since I moved in, I have been getting phone calls for a girl named Evelyn. They are usually from really sweet sounding old men, and I feel bad explaining that she doesn’t live here, no, I don’t know her, nor to where she moved. I think about Evelyn sometimes, how she probably had a bad break-up, just like me, and moved to a far off place. I think of her strength, leaving and not telling anyone her new number. I think of the lady who answers all the phone calls for “Eric,” and how she might be wondering, “who is Eric?” the way I wonder about Evelyn. I wonder, how many other people are there answering calls for someone else, perhaps they’ll never get through to the person they are intending to call. Perhaps. But for the meantime, thanks for answering my calls, unnamed woman at 882-5036, and Evelyn, if you are out there, there are some nice people trying to get in touch with you.