Sheila rolled over and tried in vain to pry her tired eyes open to view the glowing red lights at her side. She squinted against her exhaustion and saw the clock read 3:00 am.
What! She bolted from the bed and grabbed the phone from its cradle. She knew it had to be an emergency if someone was calling at this hour.
Her mother wept on the other end of the line.
“What is it mom?” She asked timidly
She had flashbacks of her cousin’s death ten years earlier. It was the first experience she had with death that was so close to her. The call came in and she stood frozen as her mother replayed the details of the swimming accident.
She stood in the same place now and listened intently while her mother told her that her Grandmother had passed. She knew her mother was explaining what had happened, but she quit listening as soon as the harsh truth hit her.
“No more Grandma?” She whispered to herself. “Oh my gosh!”
She shook her head to wake from the trance she had just fallen into. Her mother was now giving details of what would happen next.
“Do you have this whole thing planned out already?” Sheila asked her mother with an unkind edge to her voice.
“Your grandmother has not been feeling well for quite some time. She wanted everything set before she went.” Her mother said devoid of emotion. She knew her mother must be exhausted and overwhelmed with all she was going through.
“I am sorry mom, really really sorry! I will have to tie up some things at work tomorrow and I will be in the car after lunch. I will be home tomorrow night to help you with what ever you need. What should I bring you from here?” Sheila tried to be more upbeat for her mother’s sake.