His wife calls just before we start talking and then once again during the interview.

His wife had called, in fact, only minutes earlier, from inside the burning building.

"My wife called for help, but I could not get to them," he said.

His wife called a doctor, who told her he was dying.

My wife called him - I'm still not sure why.

My wife called 911 and they took me to the emergency room.

My wife called the desk and we were given a number to call for first aid.

His wife, a short distance away, held on to their 8-month-old daughter and called to her husband.

Once in awhile, my wife calls me at the office.

It made its way through the apartment house, though, because my wife called the office.