8:30 this morning.
I'm trying to explain something to an (understandably) hysterical woman, and her two children (4 and 7 years old).
I'm trying to explain that her 37 year old husband, and their father, is dead, and that there is nothing I can do for him.
There is nothing I can do to stop her crying. The children are in disbelief, and I don't know what to say to them either.
Sometimes this job is really shitty.