JKthegreat
One Thousand Club
I didn't get any response as I called, which I though was unusual, seeing as though Sarah should be in bed. I grabbed a bottle of water, downed it in a few gulps before quietly climbing the stairs and entering Sarah's room, thinking that she was sleeping and almost not making a single sound. She was buried in pillows and sheets, so I assumed that I was right with my earlier assumption. I carefully placed the bag of medicine and her new phone on the table next to her bed, and turned to make my way out of the room.