The night was ominous with its promise. Its sounds muted as if life had paused. The receiver draped by its cord in my hand. As I sat in that emotion between tears and lamentation. It wasn’t pain, it was something more. Not enough to satisfy, not immediately resonate. The void was enveloping, Creeping like shadow over my soul. Each cherished moment slipping away in defense. One tear trickled down a cheek followed by a ragg...