6:15am
The phone rings....once, twice, three times. A startled man, suddenly awakened from his deep slumber, clumsily reaches over for the phone. His chocolately brown skin is shimmering in the moonlight as he sits upright in the bottom level of his bunkbed. By the fourth ring, he answers...
"Yo, Hello? Who dis?"
"Yes, Milton Wiggins? This is Barack. We need you... (there is a long pause.)............WE HAVE ANOTHER ONE."