Missing My Mom: The Real Consequences of Drunk Driving
Two Wednesdays ago, she called me while I was napping. I usually don’t answer my phone when I’m napping, but this time, instead of hitting the red button, I chose the green one instead. “Hey, I’m taking a nap with Eva. Can I call you back?” She told me, “Sure, that’s fine.” I then fell into a deep sleep. I woke up two hours later, and in the rush to prepare dinner, I forgot to call her back.
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