Addie
June
“What do you mean it fell on him?” I hear Mom saying as she walks down the stairs of CRISIS, her cell phone to her ear. Her voice is tempered with a measure of fear and anxiousness. “Is he okay?”
I want badly to ask what the hell is going on. If it’s someone I know who has been hurt. All the pertinent information. Immediately I’m worried for my dad, Wilder, and Caelin. For some reason my heart is in my throat as I wait for her to get finished. When she does, she sets the phone down on the desk and takes a deep breath.
“I gotta go, there’s been an accident at Walker’s Wheels and someone needs to go sit with Jessica.” She’s already grabbing all her stuff up, putting it in a bag as she puts her purse over her arm.
I’m almost ashamed that the fear leaves my body as I hear it’s not someone I’m close to. Then I feel guilty because even though I’m not close to them, they’re hurt, and I know immediately it must be her husband.
“What happened to Layne?”