“Regina, what’s wrong?” Tansy laid the woman prone on the porch, afraid to move her until they knew more of what was happening. There was no way Sherri would do this to her, not after convincing everyone to give Regina a chance to say goodbye to her family. At least, Tansy hoped Sherri wouldn’t do it, especially in front of Regina’s son. “Regina? Sherri? Talk to me. What’s wrong?”
Regina huddled in on herself, screaming as she wiggled on the ground, rocking back and forth. “I can’t hear Sherri.”
“Who the hell is Sherri?” Cynthia asked, her voice laced with annoyance. “What the hell is happening? Is this woman having a seizure or something?”
“I’ll call an ambulance,” Reggie said as he spun to go back inside.
“No!” Regina cried out, stretching an arm out for her son. “Not…sick.” She took a few deep breaths, reaching out and clutching Tansy’s arm. “Tharon…he’s attacking Sherri, I think. I can’t find…” She screamed again, pulling her knees up to her stomach. “I can’t stop…”