"Mom can't pick me up after school. She said to call and tell you."

I moved out of the house after the separation, while Christina stayed. We'd grown closer though, despite the diminished contact, and on those rare occasions when we got together our visits were always lively and amusing.

"No problem, honey. What time?"

"Seven-ish."

"School has changed in the few years since I was a teenager. We got out at three-ish. What gives?"

"Soccer match, duh."

"I forgot, duh. Maybe I'll try to stop by a little early and watch."

"Cool." After a slight hesitation she added, "You know, daddy-o, my soccer coach, Ms. Nelson, she's really cute."

"Is that right? What are you implying?"

"Nooothing."

"Gooood. You know, in this state you need a license to practice matchmaking, but I appreciate your concern."

"I just hate to see you alone. Mommy's already had several boyfriends and...sorry, daddy."

"No problem, pumpkin. I'll see you this evening, and after your match we'll go to dinner, and maybe take in a movie. How does that sound."

"Cool. I love you."

"I love you more."

"No, I love you more."

As I hung up the phone, Bea's voice echoed overhead and throughout the hospital.

"Code blue... ER... ETA, five minutes."

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