I clutched the phone tighter as my heart raced. It took me a minute to answer, but I finally got up the courage. “Hi Celeste, this is Anna Leonard.”
“Oh, hi Ms. Leonard. We’ve been trying to reach you for a follow-up appointment.”
The gremlins clawed at my stomach, and I moved closer to the bathroom. I managed to keep the vomit down on the ride home, but I wasn’t sure I could continue to do so.
“Mrs. Leonard?”
I leaned against the wall. I’d been a coward, but I couldn’t keep avoiding this. “I’m here. I’m just calling to make that follow-up appointment.”
“Great, we’ll get you booked in right away.” I could hear typing on the other end of the phone. “Okay, how is a week from today?”
“That works.”
