That Day

The sky was blue and the sun was shining... such a perfect morning! After an argument with my second oldest sister, I finally got off to work. I was already late and by the time i got there my boss was ready to kill me, as I was four hours late. I was literally at work 10 minutes when the receptionist ran through, 'Sarah, the phone for you.' I knew straight away it was my mum, phoning me, asking me to come home and sort things out. I was only partially right. 'Sarah, you need to come home.' For a change her voice was calm, worringly calm. She phoned to tell me to get a taxi home. I knew straight away there was something very wrong. It was out of her character to be calm, especially as I was the one who had behaved badly. Then again, I thought, it was also in her nature to be calm until I actually got home, then she would bawl and shout at me. I got off the phone, burst into tears and worried, as well as feeling guilty about the arguement with Hannah. By the time I got home, (it was only 5 minutes away in a taxi) my brother Ryan was waiting at the front door with my 6-year-old nephew, Michael. 'Go your room and I'll be up in a minute.' My brother said. It was then I knew it was about the argument. His eyes were red, full of bloodshot, that's what he was like when he was angry. He looked me straight in the eye, 'I don't know what mum told you, but... Jaclynn's dead.'