"Hello ( Read more... )

Angela was working late and her back hurt. She was very tired and wanted nothing more to go home and sleep.

So when her cellphone rang on the way out of the store and to her car, she had a very sinking feeling that she knew what it was.

( There’s a moment you know…you’re fucked... )

Organization. Organization was key ( Read more... )

Angela got up on Christmas morning, pushing her hair out of her face and pulling on her bathrobe ( Read more... )

It was a cold morning, and it was chilly in her room. No gas for heat. Angela threw on some clothing and shoved her hair in a rough ponytail and thanked God for gym class second period. At least she would be able to take a shower afterwards ( Read more... )

It's been like this since before school started ( Read more... )

Angela closed her eyes on the way home from rehearsal. "How's the musical coming along ( Read more... )

( sometimes, things fall apart )

Angela came downstairs from putting her Christmas gifts away. Gran was in bed, asleep, and Dad was downstairs, watching the Led Zeppelin DVD she'd gotten for him for Christmas. She came over next to him and curled up beside him on the sofa. He put his arm around her shoulders, and she put her head on his chest. He kissed the top of her head. " ( Read more... )

( At the hospital... )