1:27 AM.

January 19th 2016. The time stamp on the voicemail of my phone.

The Call I missed by one second.

The moment I glanced at my phone to see it was our surrogates call I just missed.

The second my heart plummeted to the floor knowing whatever she was calling for was not good.

The ding my cell phone made indicating I had a voicemail.

The unsteadiness of my hand as I went to click on the message while holding my breath.

The pain that overcame me when she started speaking crying that she was bleeding and going to the hospital.

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