I dialed Rebecca’s number without further hesitation. Rebecca had been my best friend for more than forty years. We met when our children were in elementary school, and since then we had shared everything: joys, sorrows, triumphs, and defeats. If there was anyone I could trust blindly in this moment of crisis, it was her.
The phone rang three times before she answered with her cheerful, warm voice that always comforted me.
“Mary, what a pleasant surprise. I was just thinking of calling you to invite you out for coffee tomorrow.”
But her tone changed immediately when she heard my trembling voice.
“What happened? Are you okay? Where are you?”
I couldn’t hold back the tears again as I told her everything I had heard. Each word came out broken, mixed with sobs that I couldn’t control. Rebecca listened in complete silence without interrupting me once. And when I finished