Completely focused on keeping the bile from making an appearance on my expensive desk, I jumped when the phone rang.  It was a 510 area code unknown to me. Since the big dollar deal I was working on as a newly minted attorney (the reason for my queasiness) involved only people in the 650 area code, I answered it. “Hi, this is Ted. From next door to your son’s daycare?  He is here with me...” Damn. Most mornings I took my son into the daycare.  Now that he was five, I sometimes dropped him off and watched him walk in. That morning, ...