INTRODUCTION
The phone rang three times before I could answer the call . The number was unknown and a small part of me knew that it wouldn't be a good thing.
"Mrs. Robinson ?" a deep voice asks me.
" Yeah this is me ." i tremble.
" I am officer Vincent i am calling you because..." he stops himself having a deep breath.
" What happened?" I am starting to be worried.
" It's .." he has no corage to tel me anything.
" This is the worst part of our job you know?" he laughs ironically and my heart breakes a little inside.
" Please , just tell me " I beg him .
" Your father ..." he stars " he had a car accident ... he didn't make it , I am sorry"
In that moment all I could do was hang up the call. My hands are shaking as hell and i'm fighting with my self to not cry , a fight that I can't win and I don't stop my self from crying . I lost my strenghts and I let my body fall in the cold , hard ground .
If this isn't a joke my father died, how can you live like that? I couldn't listen to anything else , I just hanged up the call , it was stronger than me . How is my life goin to be from today on ?
