Not a good call to take!

So work has me holed up in a hotel in Brighton, about 80km from where I actually live.
All is going swimmingly, have cleared 16 machines through the morning and have no work left for the afternoon... Good times!

Then I get a call from the wife. One of my kids has swallowed a penny and is off to A&E.
It's a horrible realisation, that iff anything worse had happened I'm too far away to do anything!

I mean, If i was there I'd just wait a day or two for it to come out ;) but the dread still fills your chest!

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