Regina called Zelena at 3:14 am. She waited for her sister to pick up. Tonight she just wasn't okay and she needed someone. Anyone. Actually what she needed her sister. She hoped and prayed her sister will pick up.
For the first few rings, Zelena thought she was dreaming that her phone was ringing. After three, or was it four or five, rings her eyes opened, realizing the ringing was real. She flailed towards the phone and in a raspy voice answered.
“Who the hell is this?”












