as always is the prompt in bold. and just want to note that this is fiction, for me anyway
It was a Saturday, I just got dressed and was baking eggs. Then the phone rang, I pushed a upcoming thought away, it had been almost a year. With the third rang I picked up and received the words I hoped to never hear again “code red” with no time to think the phone fall, and I ran to the door where a bag with all I needed was collecting dust. Within a few minutes I had left the house I began to love and drove to another destination unknown.One mistake in judgement has me running for my life forever.