A phone call in the middle of a storm and Alex is surprised it's from her own number. Some calls should not be answered, some memories, too

When a long-awaited rain falls on a young boy’s drought-stricken camp, his relief turns to terror as the storm brings something far more sinister than he could have imagined.

There was a ring at the door. Finally, Jess took a deep breath calming her nerves before opening the door. There stood Mia her long dark hair was pulled into a loose braid going over her shoulder. Even in a sweater she was the most beautiful thing Jess had ever seen.