The Phone Calls Never Stopped

When i got into high school, visits from my dad just about stopped altogether. He even officially divorced her at one point, but it was obvious that they still got together on and off. Me and my brothers went on with our lives, and we became too old for visiting the way we were. I saw a woman walking slowly behind us, and my aunt and i both did a double take. It was mary. She looked like she was maybe 50 years or older than we last saw her,. The phone calls had stopped, but only because we had gotten rid of the house phone. Sometimes mary was only a thought. I never saw her anywhere at all.