Dear Father Bob
I just received the phone call I have dreaded: My Mom, Lorraine Scott, passed away in her sleep.
I am numb now. I will speak with you soon.
Reflections--minutes later:
I wasnt certain how I would feel when I received the phone call. Now, I know: I just feel numb.
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