I remember I was in the car, driving to my sister's house. My phone rang, it was one of my girlfriends. I answered, chirpy and about to gush about how I'd just met my baby nephew for the first time and was on my way for more cuddles - but the tone of her voice stopped me cold. She asked me to call her back once I'd gotten home, not keen to distract me with some bad news while I was driving. But I pulled into a service station instead, insisting she tell me then.