Dad Wakes Up to An Unexpected Call from His Daughter. His Next Move is Simpy Priceless.

We all know what it’s like to get that phone call in the middle of the night and this particular call was no different.... Dad Wakes Up to An Unexpected Call from His Daughter. His Next Move is Simpy Priceless.

We all know what it’s like to get that phone call in the middle of the night and this particular call was no different.


Jerking up to the ringing summons, I focused on the red illuminated numbers of my clock.

Midnight.

Panicky thoughts filled my sleep-dazed mind as I grabbed the receiver.

“Hello?”

My heart pounded; I gripped the phone tighter and eyed my husband, who was now turning to face my side of the bed.

“Mama?”

I could hardly hear the whisper over the static. But my thoughts immediately went to my daughter. When the desperate sound of a young crying voice became clearer on the line, I grabbed for my husband and squeezed his wrist.

“Mama, I know it’s late, but don’t…don’t say anything, until I finish. And before you ask, yes, I’ve been drinking. I nearly ran off the road a few miles back, and…”

I drew in a sharp shallow breath, released my husband and pressed my hand against my forehead. Sleep still fogged my mind, and I attempted to fight back the panic. Something wasn’t right.

“And I got so scared. All I could think about was how it would hurt you if a policeman came to your door and said I’d been killed. I want…to come home. I know running away was wrong. I know you’ve been worried sick. I should have called you days ago, but I was afraid…afraid…”

Sobs of deep-felt emotion flowed from the receiver and poured into my heart. Immediately I pictured my daughter’s face in my mind and my fogged senses seemed to clear.

“I think–“

“No! Please let me finish! Please!”

She pleaded, not so much in anger but in desperation. I paused and tried to think of what to say. Before I could go on, she continued:

“I’m pregnant, Mama. I know I shouldn’t be drinking now…especially now, but I’m scared, Mama. So scared!”

The voice broke again and I bit into my lip, feeling my own eyes fill with moisture.

I looked at my husband who sat silently mouthing:

“Who is it?”

I shook my head and when I didn’t answer, he jumped up and left the room, returning seconds later with the portable phone held to his ear.


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