I am unprepared. How could anyone prepare for this? They called me at 2:30. Woke me out of a sound sleep. No good call comes at that ungodly hour.
“Mrs. Brown? We have your daughter. You need to come.â€
I dressed. Grabbed her teddy bear. Walked out the door.
They escorted me to the morgue. I was told I would have to identify her body. I haven’t seen her in twelve years. Will I recognize her?
“Where did you find her? Do you know where she’s been?â€
No answers. How could there be answers?
“Yes. Oh, God, yes. My baby!â€
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this is for Velvet Verbosity’s 100 word challenge: NOTHING. The bear pictured is my childhood bear. He got me through many a tear fest as I grew up and is at least 60 years old (as I am 64).