Peripheral Vision
My eyes popped open and I woke up without knowing a reason yet.
I checked my phone and wasn’t surprised to see a message there. It was only just past nine p.m. so I hadn’t had much sleep, but why was I awake again? Something didn’t feel right.
It was a text from Becca. r u back…how was ta-heetz? pls - call me.
I quickly dialed her number without thinking just in case I fell back asleep.
Becca opened the call but I didn’t hear a response.
“Hey,” I tried.
“Hey…meet at Exquizit?” Becca’s tone was urgent and not sounding like her usual self at all.
“Ahh…sure?”
“I can’t be at home.”
“Okay.” I tried to sound reassuring as I pulled myself up and found some flats for my feet and then threw on a light wrap.
I got to Exquizit just as Becca came in, in a whirlwind of desp
