Jason I was halfway through my last set when my phone buzzed on the couch. My arms trembled, sweat slicked my palms and the gym's mirrors reflected a version of myself. I exhaled and glanced down at my screen, to know who was calling and it was Mark. I was deciding whether to pick or not. My brother really called, so strange. I quickly clicked on the red button. “Hey Mark,” I said.“Hi bro,” Mark answered. “How’re you feeling?” Mark asked. “I’m alright, how about you?” I answered. “I’m good, what’s this call for?” I asked. “Nothing serious, I’m calling in respect of dad's funeral arrangements, what has been decided,” Mark whispered. I listened, nodding even though Mark couldn’t see me, staring at the floor as if it might crack open and offer something solid to hold onto. “Okay, and I’m aware of that,” I whispered.“I hope you know that,” Mark said. “ Yes I know,” I answered.“Just a reminder,” Mark said. I wiped my face with my towel, sweat mixing with something sharper
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