SUE'S LOSS, PART 3

The paramedics came, alarming our quiet neighborhood with blaring fire-truck sirens. They ran into the study, but could only confirm what I knew but couldn’t believe. Somehow the necessary phone calls were made and almost immediately the house began to fill with neighbors, friends, and extended family. Somehow our children were surrounded with loving care and angelic protection because I don’t remember speaking to them or even seeing them for the rest of that day.

            Somehow, those dizzying, unthinkable hours passed.