Chapter 53
The call came in the middle of the night in the same way it does in the movies.
It has been the very first night in over three weeks that I went to bed without taking a hand full of sleeping pills. I didn’t need to. The evening felt eerily calm. Everything just felt okay. From the moment I put down Rick Riordan’s latest novel, up to the point where I made myself a hot cup of cocoa. I didn’t even feel depressed, and I have been depressed for years, so that in itself means a lot. So when the phone rang loudly in my room, singing loudly that we didn’t have to dance, I sat up, wide awake and stared at the name on the screen. I didn’t answer it.