Feeling dog-tired one recent Sunday evening, I shut down my computer and was just about to change into my jammies and crawl into bed when the phone began to ring.
Typically when the phone rings at that time of night, it isn't for a good reason.
My heart started to beat rapidly and I hesitated before picking up the receiver.
I checked the caller ID and answered it when I realized it was a dear friend of mine.
Immediately I could tell that she was upset and that something was very, very wrong.
She proceeded to tell me that her child had overdosed - again.