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Topic: FERHOODLE (confuse or mix-up) (03/03/16)
By Bonnie Bowden
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“You okay, lady?” A passerby asked, not waiting for the answer.
Rae reached for her cell, hoping for a signal. She had no time for pity, not when her 22-year-old sister, Dana, needed her. Ever since the age of 14 when their parents had died in a tragic plane crash, Rae had been her sister’s keeper. Rae’s dialed Dana’s number again, but it automatically went into voice mail. There weren’t any new texts, either.
The fog filtered through her mind like a haze over the pond. Think, Rae! Her sister’s cryptic text read: Need help. Come to 2002 Maple Ave. After programming the address in her GPS, she sped off in her Toyota Camry until she arrived here. The sign post with the address, hanging like a loose tooth, was about the only thing left standing.
I just hope she’s not using again. I can’t believe the doctors gave her so many pain pills after her wisdom teeth came out. That’s the whole reason we left Fairview, and moved to this booming metropolis a few months ago. Dana claimed it was much easier to become invisible in a large city than in a small town where everyone knew your business. But this burned shell couldn’t be the right place, it was uninhabited and surrounded by yellow police tape.
What should she do now? The only place Rae knew might help is the little church where Dana attended AA meetings. Rae steeled her hands against the steering wheel and drove through the rush of traffic. Rae stopped for another red light. At this rate, she would never reach her destination.
Rae hit the bell by the side door. A young man with a warm smile greeted her.
“Do you know Dana Roberts? She’s my sister, and she’s missing.”
“I think she just wanted to surprise you. She’s helping set up for the dinner at the building two blocks from here on Maple Street.”
“I can’t thank you enough,” Rae said as tears ran down her cheek.
Her heart was still pounding loudly as she walked into the dining hall.
Rae ran and flung her arms around Dana. “I was so worried after I got your text; I thought you might even be dead.”
“What happened to you? Are you all right?”
“Me and a sidewalk tangled.”
“I didn’t mean to scare you,” Dana said, “I just needed help setting up for the banquet tonight.”
“I wish I hadn’t jumped to the wrong conclusions.”
“Can you believe it? Tonight, I’ll get my blue chip for one year of sobriety.”
“I’m so happy that you found your wings, and can fly solo.”
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