Chapter Twenty Eight

The next morning, Roxie woke to the sound of the alarm. She carefully slid Avery's arm off of her and rolled over and slapped the machine off. She rolled out of bed and quickly made her way to the bathroom. She brushed out her long hair. She had made the mistake of going to bed with it still damp. She took the extra time to braid her long lengths into a single braid. She brushed her teeth and slipped on another tank top and a pair of dark cargo pants. She was in the middle of lacing up her sneakers when she heard something buzzing in her head. She recognized the voice instantly, as Avilene.

Come down stairs, but don't go into the dining room. I'll meet you there. Hurry.

Okay, I'll be there.

Roxie finished getting dressed and quietly made her way down the stairs. If she swung the corner to the right she'd be led into the kitchen and dining area. She didn't have to wonder about Avilene's location long, because she felt someone grab her and pull her into a small nook of a corner, just