Did I feel that moment of impact? Did I know that he had been killed before the phone call?

No. There was no esp, no vibes sent to deliver the news. His soul didn't touch my spine with icy fingers of mist before moving onto a netherworld. But the words spoken by the hospital nurse cut more surely than a buzzsaw through my being and something was lost.

I try again to imagine his voice; goodbyeIloveyou. goodbyeIloveyou.