“Hey,” the breathless voice on the other side of the phone call frightened her into alertness, and she jolted up in bed, making directly for her window.

 “Are you outside?”

 “No, no…did I wake you?”

“What’s wrong?”

 “My parents.”

 “Ah, fucking Jesus Christ on a stick. Where are you?”

 “My aunt and uncle’s.”

 “You’ll be OK?”

 “I think so. Kendra?”

 “Yeah, I’m here. What is it?”