Sisterly love

My sister was at University in Sheffield. I was at our parents home in Newcastle, feeling very depressed being in a post-university jobless, moneyless state. I decided to call my sister because I was feeling really miserable and she was the only person I could think of. I rarely call my sister, at that time mobile phones did not exist and our relationship, although intimate when we met, was not at all close in terms of frequency of contact. I phoned her at the shared house she live in. Her housemate answered and said she wasn't in. Five minutes later my phone rang. It was my sister calling from Sheffield. She had been walking down the uni corridoor between lectures and 'had an urge' to phone me. It was totally bizarre - we very very rarely phoned each other as I mentioned.