Responsibilities Exposed

Heather awoke to a cellphone going off. It wasn’t loud, but just enough. Before this, Mike or Jay would just disappear into the night and be back by morning. The other would distract her and not tell her what was going on. She’d get a pack coming to her looking for ‘training accidents.’ They’d been clearly fighting, and they expected her to heal them. No questions asked. That’s what each man asked for after giving a vague explanation of what happened.

It frustrated Heather, writing information like ‘zigged when he should have zagged’ as an explanation of their injuries. One guy, named Lucas, was very unhappy that she was recording any information at all.

Mike now lay there, listening to whoever was on the other end of the phone call. How these men actually communicated, she would never understand. Mike hadn’t said a single word, just grunted a few times and then hung up.

“What was that?” She asked him. Curiosity getting the better of her.

“Work. Can