November Rain

I felt tears well up in my eyes again, and I slowly reached for the phone. My hand was trembling badly, and I had to hold it down with my other hand. I picked it up, then brought the phone to my ear, tears already streaming down.

It was still raining outside, and I kept my eyes on the drops that stayed on the glass window, as I spoke into the phone.

"Hello?" My voice shook, and I closed my eyes. "Who is this?"

I knew who to expect. The man that would report Luke's accident to me, and the hospital he was rushed to. Then I would run out the house only to meet him dead.

"Karla?"

My brows furrowed at the sound. Even over the static and the heavy rain, I could tell who it was, well enough.

"Karla, this is Karla, right?"

My brows furrowed even more as I clutched the phone to my ear. "Luke?"

"Oh, thank Goodness gracious. I guess I was so out of it earlier when I was about to leave, and I forgot the documents meant for the meeting on the bed. Did you see it?"

My eyes widened as I slowly turne