David And Anne

As the sun began to cast its morning glow through the windows, a serene quietness enveloped the family home. The night had been peaceful, with everyone nestled in their beds, dreams weaving tales of distant lands and forgotten memories. However, the tranquility was shattered by the shrill ring of a phone, cutting through the peaceful morning like a sharp blade.

Andrew stirred from his slumber, his mind grappling with the sudden intrusion into their peaceful haven. Rubbing the sleep from his eyes, he stumbled downstairs to where the phone was ringing incessantly. With a sense of urgency, he picked up the receiver, his heart pounding with a mixture of apprehension and concern.

"Hello?" Andrew's voice was groggy, still tinged with remnants of sleep.

The voice on the other end was familiar, but filled with panic and distress. It was Anne, Andrew's sister, her words tumbling out in a rush. "Andrew, it's David. He's been rushed to the hospital. Please, we need your help!"

The words hit Andr