Purpose, Lynda realized is not peaceful every single

Day, some days honestly it pushes back. That Tuesday morning, the call came earlier than she liked. She had just settled in at her desk, her notebook open, updates from The Balance initiative scattered in front of her, when her phone buzzed, the number Unfamiliar. Still, something told her to pick up.

‘’Hello?’.’

‘’MS, Brown?’’, the voice was tense, holding itself together, ‘’this is Teresa.’’

Lynda straightened up, ...