On Christmas

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My knees went soft.

“Yes. Yes, I’m Claire. What happened? Where are they?”

“This is North Memorial Emergency Department. Your daughters, Lily and Emma Whitman, were brought in by ambulance. They were found outside in the cold.”

Outside.

In the cold.

For a moment, all I could hear was the blood rushing in my ears.

“No,” I said. “No, that’s not possible. continue reading …