6 years ago on Friday April 11 at 11pm, I got a phone call. Me: Hey Mommy! [because caller ID] Mom: Brigette. Me: Yep. Mom: Your brother is dead. Me: Claude? Mom: Yes. Me: Huh? Are you sure? You mean Claude? Mom: The police are here... 10 hours later I walked through her door in DC. Thanks to my friend Justin for sitting with me all night as I sorted myself to get home. Thanks to the flight attendants that day who treated me so kindly as I sat in my first class seat (