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Gone to work.When you get up, call me.
And he left a phone number.
“Shit!”
I ran out of the room, my hands at my back to zip the skirt. I made it to the hall and crashed headfirst into Eddie.
I flew backward a step, which would have been more if his hands hadn’t caught me.
“You’re awake,” he said.
I looked up at him. “I need to use your phone.”
No greeting, no nothing. I was close to hysteria and Eddie must have sensed it because he made no comment, walked out of the hall and into the living room. I followed him, finishing the zip on my skirt. He grabbed a cordless phone and handed it to me.
I took it and bent my head over it immediately, wandering away from him and punching in the number to home.
Mom answered on the first ring.
“Mom?”
“Jet! My God, I’ve been worried sick.”
“Are you okay?” I asked.
“No, I’m not. I’m worried sick. Where are you? Are you safe?”
“Yes, I’m safe. I’m sorry. I left my phone in my apron and things got a little strange at the club and I fell asleep at the police station.”
What was I saying? She didn’t need to know that. I’d give her another stroke.
“Excuse me? Police station?” Mom asked, her voice rising.
“It was nothing, never mind. I’ll be home soon.”
But I heard the phone being moved around and then I heard Trixie.
“Jet! Where are you? Your mother’s been worried sick. What’s this about a police station?”
I closed my eyes, overcome with relief that Mom wasn’t alone.
I sank down on the sofa. Leaning forward, I put my elbows on my knees and my head in my hand. “Trixie, I’m so glad you’re there. Is Mom okay?”
“No, she’s not okay. We’re both not okay. You didn’t come home last night.”
“I know. I’m so sorry. Is she all right? Was she able to get to the bathroom, take care of herself?” I asked.
“She’s fine. She got herself up, walked to your room and saw you didn’t come home so she called me. I came over and took care of her.”
“Has she had breakfast?” I went on.
“Yes.”
“Were you able to get her dressed?” I kept at it.
“Yes!” Trixie cried. “Where are you? You didn’t answer your cell. We called the bookstore. They didn’t know where you were. No one was answering at the club. We were scared to death.”
It then occurred to me where I was, my head snapped up and I looked at Eddie. He was standing, shoulders leaned against the wall, arms crossed on his chest, watching me.
