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I swallowed the lump in my throat and stared at the how-to-talk-to-your-kids pamphlets scattered on my nightstand. "I'm listening," I whispered.
我咽下哽在喉嚨里的東西，凝視著散放在床頭柜上的那些如何跟孩子交流的小冊子，輕聲說道：“我在聽”。
You know, back there on the road, after I got the car under control, I started thinking about the baby and taking care of it. Then I saw this phone booth, and it was as if I could hear you preaching about how people shouldn't drink and drive. So I called a taxi. I want to come home.
“你知道嗎，在回來的路上，我把車停穩后，就開始想我的寶寶，想著怎么照顧我的寶寶。然后我就看到了這個電話亭。我好像聽到你在喋喋不休地勸我不要酒后開車。所以我就叫了輛出租車，我想要回家。”
That's good, Honey, I said, relief filling my chest. My husband came closer, sat down beside me and laced his fingers through mine. I knew from his touch that he thought I was doing and saying the right thing.
“這樣很好啊，寶貝。”我說道，心里感到寬慰了一些。丈夫走近我，坐在旁邊，和我十指相扣。雙手相觸時，我知道，他認為我現在就應該這樣做，也應該這樣說。
But you know, I think I can drive now.
“可你知道，我覺得我現在可以開車。”
No! I snapped. My muscles stiffened, and I tightened the clasp on my husband's hand. "Please, wait for the taxi. Don't hang up on me until the taxi gets there."
“不行！”我厲聲說道。我的肌肉緊張起來，攥緊了丈夫的手。“等出租車來，行嗎！等出租車來了以后再掛電話！”
I just want to come home, Mama.
“可我只想回家呀，媽媽。”
I know. But do this for your mama. Wait for the taxi, please.
“我知道。但是為了媽媽，千萬要等出租車來!”
I listened to the silence in fear. When I didn't hear her answer, I bit into my lip and closed my eyes. Somehow I had to stop her from driving.
聽著電話那端的沉默，我心驚膽戰。聽不到她的回答，我咬著嘴唇，閉上眼睛。不管怎樣，我都不能讓她開車。
There's the taxi, now.
“出租車來了。”
Only when I heard someone in the background asking about a Yellow Cab did I feel my tension easing.
直到我聽見電話那邊傳來詢問出租車的聲音，繃緊的神經才松弛下來。
