Demon
My right knee is bouncing up and down rapidly as I stare at Tally’s face while holding her right hand to my lips. Praying like I’ve never done before. She passed out in the limo and I couldn’t wake her after she mumbled that she couldn’t open her eyes. We’ve been here for about five hours, and she still hasn’t woken up.
“With trauma to her head and the exhaustion from working so hard the last three months, her body is in some much-needed rest mode. She’s also low on iron,” the doctor said.
He prescribed some iron pills for her, and she was hooked up to an IV bag with some nutrients she seemed to have needed.
“It’s a good thing that tonight was a Saturday night and her next show isn’t until Thursday,” Mina said.
I glared at her. How could she be thinking about performances
