The phone rang at all hours of the day and night.
It was 2008, and I was a volunteer for the Rape Victim Advocacy Program in Iowa City. For a couple of days each month, I took home a black bag with a cellphone and a binder of resources and waited for the phone to ring.
And ring it did.
People don’t call in the middle of the night unless they are desperately in need of someone to talk to. And people didn’t call this particular number any time unless something awful had happened.
Read the article from The Gazette.