Hello, you have reached the voicemail of. . .

After my reading last Friday, I turned on my cellphone to find the following text message:

Hey editorgirl, nice job. liked the arms blood heavy line and the icarus poem.

I didn't recognize the number and most of the people who usually text me are in my phone, so I spent a few days puzzling over that one. Then my sister mentioned that my visiting teacher had been there. I have yet to put her number into my phone, so I assumed it must be her.

Tonight I was wondering the status of our church meetings tomorrow, so I dug up the text message and called the number. After a few rings, I got an answering machine. In a man's voice.

"Hello, you have reached the voicemail of Gideon. . ."

My first and only reaction was to hang up, which I did. And now I'm wondering if he'll ever say anything.