Sometimes bad news comes enclosed in such frightening packaging that, when unwrapped, it almost feels like good news. Such was the experience of a friend of mine this past week, who was woken by the insistent buzzing of a cellphone by her bed. Texts were arriving, one after the other, bzzz bzzz bzzz.
"We need to talk ASAP," said the first.
"It's urgent," said the second.