Three Days Before the Casket Was Delivered, My Son Asked Me to Sign a Document

“And she woke up sooner than we figured,” Victoria said.

“I told you the dose was off.”

My hand clenched around the phone.

“What dose?” I said, louder than I intended.

The dispatcher said, “Ma’am, I’ve got that.

Stay on the line with me.”

Julian’s voice swung toward Victoria.

“Is she on the phone?”