My phone display says: Unknown Caller. Most definitely, it’s a call from Tehran. I’m paralyzed with the desire to pick up and talk to a loved one, and the anxiety of what I might hear. I wished I wouldn’t get some of those phone calls from Tehran. I wished I knew which one of those callers were going to tell me things I don’t need to know and I don’t want to hear, so I wouldn’t pick up their calls. I wished people would respect what it has taken to leave, and wouldn’t tamper with it.