"My name is Andrew and this is Tess." A black woman appeared from out of nowhere with blackish silver hair. "I was helping my friend move in down the street." Tess said.
"Welcome to Houston." Reba said bending over touching her knees. Another voice or two were heard and Reba looked up again. A redheadish brownish headed woman tood next to a brunette with glasses.
"And you two would be?" Reba asked. "Monica." She spoke with an Irish accent. "Mine is Gloria." said the one with glasses.
"Which one lives with blondie?" Reba asked pointing at Andrew. "Neither of us, we're doctors and are getting ready to go to work." monica said.
"I work at the memorial hospital, as a secratary." Tess said. "Huh?" "Well enjoy Houston." Reba said running back toward her house.
"That's our assignment?" Andrew asked pointing at her as she turned the corner. "Yes Angel boy." "She does not have long to live." Tess said. "What do you mean?" Andrew asked.
"You'll find out soon enough." Tess said and her, Monica, and Gloria disappeared. A scream made Andrew run down the street and he saw Reba lying on the ground not breathing or moving.
"Reba?" "Reba!" Brock yelled shaking Reba. "Sir, stop shaking her." "now come on." Andrew said whipping out his cell phone.
"Tess get an ambulance out here quickly, Reba's been hurt or something." An ambulance arrived quickly and Brock stared.
"How did you know her name was Reba?" "I talked to her a few minutes before this happened." Andrew answered.
"By the way, what happened to her?" Andrew asked. "She just passed out in the middle of the road." Brock said. "Andrew, we need you to bring Mr. Hart with you." Monica said leaning out the back of the ambulance.
"How in the hell?" Brock shook his head and got in the back of the ambulance. "What happened, really?" Andrew asked Monica. "She has a failing heart and may not live to see her 53rd birthday, if we can't find a donor."
Monica turned and left Andrew speechless.