“I don’t remember much of what happened but one day when I was nine my parents went out one night.” He began, “I had been left with my grandparents and sometime that night there was a call.”
He paused and gulped. I had never seen my husband this way, and my heart bled to see him this way. The lights from the buildings reflected on his face and I could see a faint glitter in his eyes. My husband was crying.
“The hallways echoed that night because my grandpa had gone to bed and I couldn’t sleep so I decided to go answer the phone.” He paused and looked at me. I immediately knew that he was fighting the urge to stop talking but could not.
“The call was from the doctor, he didn’t even know it was a child on the phone.” He paused and wiped his eyes. I could already guess what had been said a
