My Angel - 5: Rindy
Therese was awoken by Carol lightly shaking her shoulders. “Therese, darling, wake up, please.” Her voice was urgent.
“Hmm?” the younger woman’s brows furrowed.
“I need you to get up, angel.”
Therese sat up, rubbing the sleep from her eyes. “What’s wrong?” she asked in a morning, raspy tone.
“Harge… he called me. Rindy wants to see me.” Carol explained softly, hesitantly, maybe even a little scared.
