Good Medicine Senior YearChapter 60 Day and Night
April 25, 1985, McKinley, Ohio I was startled awake by my phone ringing sometime after going to bed on Wednesday night. I carefully got out of bed, glancing at the alarm clock which showed 1:47am, moved across the room, and answered the phone. “Mike,” I said. “Mike?” a whispered voice came through the handset. “It’s Angie.” The time, and the whispering, made it clear she was making the call without her parents’ knowledge. “Angie? It’s almost 2:00am.” “I know,” she replied. “But they...