I have been going through some heavy re-writes on a scene from Charlotte Book II (Working Title). Check it out and comment!
I’m enjoying a good night’s sleep when a harsh ringing wakes me at 3:35 am. The phone is on Beau’s side of the bed so the caller is greeted with his groggy baritone. “Who’s this?” after a few seconds, he says, “She’s right here.” He sits up in the bed and nudges me with the receiver. “It’s for you.”
I sit up myself and take the phone. “Hello?”
The voice on the other end is young, shaky and strained. “Is this Charlotte?”
“Carmen Paulson gave me your number. She said you could help me. I got my kids out but I don’t know what to do. He’ll wake up any minute and find out we’re gone–”
“Whoa, slow down. Take a deep breath and tell me where you are.”
She takes a breath and continues at a slower pace. “It’s a gas station down the road from the house.”
“Do you have a car?”
“Yeah, yeah I took the car but Ty has his pick-up.”
“Okay, you’re doing great. Just listen carefully and I’ll give you directions to the safe house.” It takes a few minutes for me to explain how to get to the shelter and have her repeat it back to me. Satisfied that she understands, I give her some final instruction.
“Okay, darlin’ head to the house right now. Don’t stop for anyone or anything. Got it?”
“I got it.”
“What’s your name, darlin’?”
“I’m gonna meet you there Crystal and everything’s gonna be alright.”
“Thank you Miss Charlotte.” She hung up on her end.