"Ms. Lawrence, I'm sorry to inform you that the victim of the highway accident was confirmed to be your daughter after DNA comparison two days ago. You need to come to us and claim the body."
As soon as I heard that, my mind went blank.
My only thought was that it was impossible!
I flew to the morgue of the police station overnight and saw a lump of flesh. It wasn't a human being's corpse at all.
The air was filled with a burst of foul smell.
I couldn't connect the thing in front of me with my sensible and beautiful daughter. Then the police handed me the autopsy report.
"Dora Hill" on the name board made my vision darken. I almost fainted to the ground.
The policeman next to me quickly held me up.
My eyes were dull, and I could not even shed tears. Fearing that I was on the verge of a mental breakdown, he spoke gently.
"You're the only emergency contact your daughter has, so we contacted you as soon as possible. You'd better contact your husband. It's better for you two to face such a thing together than to face it alone by yourself."
I nodded numbly and took out my cell phone, but I couldn't stop my hands from trembling. I struggled to make a call.