Why did you call me?

Somebody picked up the phone just to hear your voice — and you answered them with a question instead of a hello. "Why did you call me?" It sounds harmless. Efficient, even. But this short, sharp book follows Frankie, a man who asks that exact question one too many times, and traces the quiet, expensive fallout: the calls that stop coming, the silence that follows, and friendships that go cold without a single argument ever being had. Part cautionary tale, part gentle field guide to phone etiquette, it digs into the social anxiety that hides behind the question — and balances it with the warmth of what a call can be when we let it simply be a call. Funny, a little uncomfortable, and easy to read in one sitting.