CHAPTER THREE
Jamila said nothing as we climbed the stairs and let ourselves in. I cleared my throat. “I guess the Welcome Wagon has changed its approach.”
Jamila walked to the sliding glass door leading to the balcony and simply stared. Apparently, my attempt at humor wasn’t cutting it.
I tried to think of something—anything—else to say. I failed.
Sighing,…
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