I blew a piece of hair out of my face the air in here was choking me. Finally I heard the noise that I thought at the time would be salvation
"PAM!!! Phones for you!!"
I excused myself from taking orders and went into the backroom and picked up the phone.
"hello?"
"hello Is this Pamela Matthews speaking?"
"Yes.."
Nobody called me Pamela any more so I guessed it was the cops Calling to let me know that Keith had been in some more trouble.
I sighed a little waiting for him to say it but he didn't instead he said
"ma'am could you please come down to The City morgue I believe we have your daughter."
I hung up and dropped the phone sinking down into my seat.
Resting my head in my hands for a second before standing up and walking out of that place. A place I knew I could never go back into once I had left it this time.
I got into my car and I was numb I knew that If I went and saw my daughter and she was dead there would be no denying it.
But I had to go. To prove them wrong
To prove that my baby was alive.
With this decision I turned my key in the ignition and put all my weight upon the gas petal making my way toward the end of my life and the beginning of one that I wished didn't exist
"PAM!!! Phones for you!!"
I excused myself from taking orders and went into the backroom and picked up the phone.
"hello?"
"hello Is this Pamela Matthews speaking?"
"Yes.."
Nobody called me Pamela any more so I guessed it was the cops Calling to let me know that Keith had been in some more trouble.
I sighed a little waiting for him to say it but he didn't instead he said
"ma'am could you please come down to The City morgue I believe we have your daughter."
I hung up and dropped the phone sinking down into my seat.
Resting my head in my hands for a second before standing up and walking out of that place. A place I knew I could never go back into once I had left it this time.
I got into my car and I was numb I knew that If I went and saw my daughter and she was dead there would be no denying it.
But I had to go. To prove them wrong
To prove that my baby was alive.
With this decision I turned my key in the ignition and put all my weight upon the gas petal making my way toward the end of my life and the beginning of one that I wished didn't exist
