Call Karyn. Those words startled me from a sound sleep. I sat straight up, rubbed my eyes and looked at the clock: just after three in the morning.
My younger sister Karyn was a senior at Eastern Michigan University and was used to pulling long hours studying in her tiny on-campus apartment… but she had to be asleep by now.
My alarm wasn’t set to go off for another two and a half hours. There was so much to do tomorrow.
Get my two little girls to school, work a 10-hour day at the office, take the girls to violin and piano practice, cook dinner, check homework and iron school uniforms.
I needed every hour of rest I could get.
I’ll call her in the morning, I thought. I lay back down and closed my eyes.
Call her, Pattie. A voice pierced the darkness. Was I going crazy? If I call her now, that’s what she’ll think…. I turned over and buried my head beneath my comforter.
Call Karyn. Now.
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