TUESDAY
"I'm here. Right here. Where I always am. Where are you?" She sounded exhausted, and her voice was fading with every word she spoke.
Fear drove a spike into his heart. "Wake up! Can you get to the hospital?"
His heart pounded now, a thrumming beat keeping track of time lost.
"I'm so tired, T. So tired. I gotta take a nap."
"No! Are you at Jeremy's?"
"He's gonna kill me," she admitted in a little-girl voice. "Whose blood is this? So much blood..."
The phone clicked off and the dial tone buzzed in his ear. How was he going to get to his sister?
He had no transportation, no friends to come get him, no way to get hold of Dane or Marissa. Damn it, why hadn't he gotten their cell phone numbers?
His gaze traveled around the house, looking for some sort of inspiration. Then he saw the business card emblazoned with the TeenCenter logo lying on top of the television. He snatched it up and dialed. Hold on, baby girl. Just hold on....
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MICHAEL
