The next morning I awoke to a throbbing head and dull pulsing between my legs. My phone was ringing. For a moment, I thought about letting it go to voicemail. Then I realized it could be my mom calling to let me know she was on her way up for a surprise visit. She was good for letting me know her plans as she crossed into Wake County so I figured I should answer the phone.
It was Erica. “Yvette, have you seen Linda,” she asked, her voice high-pitched with worry and panic.
“Things got heated last night and she walked out. I do not know where she went and I am just sick. I have been up all night calling places and people I think might know something and no one has seen her.”
“Hold on,” I said, walking into the bedroom. Touching Linda’s shoulder to wake her, I mouthed Erica and lifted my s
