Honey, Can You Please Help Me, I'm A Widower?

     I heard a police radio pulling up into our driveway. The car door opened, the tall young policeman's shoes crunched on our pebbled driveway. Loud knocking on our front door followed.  "Are You John Checki?" Yes. "Yo"Wu need to call the Medical Examiners Office in Austin.  Do you want the number?" Officer, is my wife deceased? "Would you like their number?"  He would not answer except for the phone number. I called Austin, and got voice mail.  Waited two minutes which seemed like a life time, and finally reached someone.  "The medical examiner handling this case is not in."  Okay, can you tell me if my wife is dead?  "I can't really comment."  Sir, I left a message, and I am begging you to get permission to talk to me please.  "Mr. Checki your wife Helen Janice Checki was killed on I-35 just outside of Buda. Sorry."