"He stepped aside and tried to make a few calls. Hugging his daughter and grabbing his head, you could tell he was heartbroken. This woman next to him at the front counter heard the whole thing."
"I got in the front and he put our baby in her seat. I have no memory of the rest of the night. Jake died that night. I lost my husband, and I became a widow at 18."
"I fell to my knees, and then to my back. It came from up from my gut. I could almost physically feel it moving to the top of my abdomen, to my chest, into my neck and then my head. I cannot describe the pain. It was like my soul was slowly being ripped away from my body."
"One day, I kissed my husband goodbye and told him I loved him as he was leaving for work, only to receive a phone call several hours later... I instantly became a widow at the age of 25, with three precious boys under the age of three."
