....and one more night of getting a 3:30 phone call. You pray it's not your parents or someone else calling to say that she is dead. Your heart actually sinks and you feel like you are going to pass out before you listen. It gets really sad when start to pray that she has only been arrested, or is in the hospital. Tonight she managed to let my parents know she was home safe. Or some one did. Another night lost to the torment of worry and fear. This is hell, yet losing her forever would be even worse. Gotta let this go. Think I'll go throw up first.