It's twelve o'clock, my phone is ringing, Who will be?
I get it is in the nightstand. I go out of the room to avoid waking Bob, my husband.
I get to the kitchen, took out a glass of one of the cabinets there and filled with cold water. It's spring, and we do so hot in here.
When I've already drunk three glasses of water, grab the phone and look to see who called me.
Find out who called my brother James, tries to stop but I will not allow. I take a mental note that I have to change my phone number, this is no longer safe.
Besides, I have two messages from my daughter Rose, there are days that I miss but I can not afford to think about how it will be, I think of my own safety and that of Bob.
Leo and puts the message: Hi Mom, I hope you meet you and Dad right. Where I have to go now? A Rose hug.
I always wonder how are we but never answer him, and today will not be the first time you do it.
So I simply answer: You have to go to the Crosse.
I put the phone on the shelf and I go back to bed, I sleep much but the work that Bob and I have met is very hard and can not sleep peacefully. For as much as I think or say is right in my mind I think not. Well, actually, very much in the back of my mind.
I go to my room without making the slightest noise not to wake my husband and once inside I lie beside her and tried to sleep a little.
Tomorrow will be a long day.
