Erin's palms were sweaty, and her heart was pounding.
She was worried that the recipient of her call would be angry.
Then a pleasant-sounding woman picked up.
"Hello?"
"Can I speak with the parents of Sergeant Jones?" Erin asked.
The woman paused, and then replied,
"I'm sorry, he was killed in Iraq a year ago."
I took a deep breath, and I said, "I know.
I was the nurse who took care of him.
I wanted to let you know that he wasn't alone.
I held his hand."
Erin says the woman wasn't angry, and I was relieved.
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