The Message Light
Giffird returned to California, disappointed that his journey with his brother and sister was cut short. But he was thankful for the time he had been able to spend with each of them.
It was late when he arrived at the company condo in San Jose. When his key did not fit into the front door lock, Giffird thought he might have taken the wrong set of keys. He had to return his rental car in the morning, so he decided to check into a motel across the street from the AVIS Car lot (instead of waking up any of his employees). He would then take a short taxi ride to his office in the morning, where his company car was parked.
After checking into the motel, he called and left a message for Crystal and then headed out to have a very late dinner. Giffird returned and was crawling into bed when he noticed the blinking message light on the motel telephone. He assumed it was his sister returning his earlier call, so he dialed her number again immediately instead of listening to the message.
When Crystal answered his call, Giffird could tell she was crying. She told him through fits of anguished sobs that Justin had just been killed. Giffird listened on the other line, comforting his sister as best as he could. Inside, he was devastated. It was the longest and, emotionally, the most difficult night of his life.
Giffird returned to California, disappointed that his journey with his brother and sister was cut short. But he was thankful for the time he had been able to spend with each of them.
It was late when he arrived at the company condo in San Jose. When his key did not fit into the front door lock, Giffird thought he might have taken the wrong set of keys. He had to return his rental car in the morning, so he decided to check into a motel across the street from the AVIS Car lot (instead of waking up any of his employees). He would then take a short taxi ride to his office in the morning, where his company car was parked.
After checking into the motel, he called and left a message for Crystal and then headed out to have a very late dinner. Giffird returned and was crawling into bed when he noticed the blinking message light on the motel telephone. He assumed it was his sister returning his earlier call, so he dialed her number again immediately instead of listening to the message.
When Crystal answered his call, Giffird could tell she was crying. She told him through fits of anguished sobs that Justin had just been killed. Giffird listened on the other line, comforting his sister as best as he could. Inside, he was devastated. It was the longest and, emotionally, the most difficult night of his life.