Sacha’s #writespiration prompt today.
The blood curdling phone call in the middle of the night.
The telephone shrilled in the middle of the night.
Glancing at the clock, Tina harrumphed.
Bloody phone call at 3.24am.
Dragging herself out of bed, she cursed at not putting her mobile on the bedside table.
“Hello…”
“Mrs Peters? This is DI Jones. It’s about your son, David.”
The world went black.
As a mother, and true family person, I don’t know what could be more blood curdling for me, than to get a phone call in the middle of the night about one of my loved ones.
In fact I dread the phone ringing late at night or early morning, because I know, 90% of the time, it will be something bad… side effects of a big family.
Lots of joy, but many more opportunities for sad or devastating news too…
But I Smile Anyway... 