Day 48 /366

The phone vibrated in her hand, bringing her back to the present.  As much as she didn't want to, Gen knew she had to answer.  She had no choice.  Flipping it open, she relaxed a bit.  It was another text message.  She scrolled down to the first one, thought a moment, then decided to focus on the latest message.

"I saw you.  No talking.  To anyone.  Or you'll pay a hefty price."

How did he know?  She was away from her home, phone in the drawer, and out in the open.  No one nearby.  Was he watching her?  And if so, how much did he know?

She flipped the phone shut and threw it down on the counter.  This was getting to be too much.  Much more than she could handle.  There had to be someone she could trust, but if he was watching her...

"God, tell me what to do here.  I'm so scared, and so out of control.  I can't do this anymore.  But I don't know how to turn back the clock."  A single tear rolled down her cheek, quickly followed by another and another.

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