Summoned to the Minefield

At the break of dawn, the hospital room was still wrapped in the quiet of the night when a shrill ringtone suddenly shattered the morning peace.

Clara was jolted awake. Still groggy, she fumbled for her phone on the nightstand. When the screen lit up with Winston, most of her drowsiness vanished instantly.

She quickly answered, "Hello, Winston?"

On the other end, Winston's voice was slow and hoars