I woke up at 2 a.m. to 18 missed calls from my daughter and a text: \u201cDad, help! Come fast!!\u201d I drove to her home like mad. My daughter and her fianc\u00e9 looked surprised to see me. She said, \u201cI never texted you!\u201dWhen I showed her the text, she turned pale. She said, \u201cThis is Amy\u2019s phone number, Dad!\u201d We both looked into each other\u2019s eyes. Amy was my youngest daughter. She died last year in a car crash. She was only 19.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
I had tears in my eyes. But as I left their place, I got another text and froze. It said, \u201cI am still waiting. Where are you?\u201dI quickly called the number. A young woman answered, crying. Her car had broken down in the middle of nowhere, and she had been trying to reach her dad for help.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
But when she got Amy\u2019s old number, my contact\u2014still saved as \u201cDad\u201d\u2014was the one she dialed by mistake. I cried the entire night. For a few seconds, it felt like Amy had reached out to me from beyond, as if she were alive again, if only for a fleeting moment.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
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