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� What? Brian I can�t hear you. Where are you?� Heather asked flipping through bridal magazines.

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� Brian? You�re really breaking up.�

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� Brian, listen I�ll talk to you later, okay? Call me when you get home,� She said before hanging up the phone.

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The constant ringing of the phone brought Nick out of his sound sleep. He rolled over looking at the clock. 4:47. He reached over and picked up the phone. � Yeah,� He mumbled.

� Nick,� Heather said shakily.

Hearing Heather�s voice woke Nick up. He turned on the light and sat up. It was obvious by the tone in her voice she�d been crying. � Heather, What�s wrong?�

� He�s gone,� She cried. � He�s gone,�

� Who�s gone baby?�

� Brian� he�s gone. They were here. They found his car-�

� Heather, wait a minute. Brian�s dead?�

� They were here�. His car�Nick��

� Heather, where are you?�

� Home� Can you get here?�

� Yeah,� He said. � I�ll call you back in a few minutes. Leave the phone on okay?�

� Okay,� She said softly.

� Stay by the phone. Don�t go too far. I�ll be calling you back with my flight information-�

� Nick� What am I going to do?�

� Heather just give me a few hours and I�ll be there alright? We�ll get through this together,�

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