My Daughter D:ied Two Years Ago… Last Week the School Called to Say She Was in the Principal’s Office

Then last Thursday morning, something strange happened that sent my life into a tailspin.

The landline rang.

We rarely use it anymore, so the sound startled me so badly that I almost let it go unanswered.

Neil told me Grace was brain-dead.

“Ma’am?” a careful voice asked. “This is Frank, the principal at the middle school your daughter used to attend. I’m sorry to disturb you, but we have a young girl here who came into the office asking to call her mother.”