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Post by BlueSails on Dec 28, 2005 17:55:21 GMT 8
Alone at 45 Rosewood Drive, Marissa heard the phone ring and answered it quickly, tucking the cordless between her shoulder and her ear as she rolled out cookie dough with her hands.
"Yes?" "Yes, this is Mrs. Alejo..." "What?!" "Oh my God..." "Thank you. I'll call him right away."
She put down the phone and leaned against the kitchen wall, heaving and trying to stop herself from crying. Zack was injured--again.
Running to the phone, she called up Taylor at his Work number. "Hello? Yes, Hon, we have a crisis..."
When she had alerted her husband, Marissa quickly sent a text message to Jess, left her baking things out on the counter, locked up the house, and then realized that it would take a long time before Taylor came to pick her up. She sat down directly on the front lawn, waiting, a far-off look in her eyes.
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Post by BlueSails on Dec 28, 2005 19:35:34 GMT 8
OOC: Okay, so let's say Taylor picked her up and they went to the hospital XD
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