At the moment, though, she sat up in bed, her cell phone in her hands as she debated calling people just to check up on them one more time.
And then she remembered someone she hadn't called at all. Adam. She'd been so focused on not falling apart that she'd neglected to call him, which was not at all like her but entirely understandable. But was she ready to yet? She wasn't sure.
[For one mostly, but open for calls and visits as well.]