Emily
Nicole drives faster than I’ve ever seen her drive before and I am sitting in the passenger seat gripping my phone so tightly my fingers actually hurt.
Everything feels wrong.
Everything feels too quiet and too loud at the same damn time.
I keep staring at the message again even though I already read it ten times.
Your grandpa collapsed and has been rushed to the hospital.
Collapsed.
Collapsed.
That word keeps replaying inside my head and I hate it more every time I think about it.
After I saw the message I called Miss Gordon immediately and she answered on the second ring. Her voice sounded shaky and rushed and that alone made my chest tighten before she even finished explaining.
She told me she heard a sound from Grandpa’s apartment earlier and when she knocked he didn’t
