Ch.63 - "The Remaining In Many,"

Serena Esposito

    I could have sworn I didn’t hear right.

How could Sasha’s grandma be a seer? How was it that I never knew stuffs, in all?

Could I trust her?

That was what rang through my head.

Yet, Sasha was my home girl. I had been friends with her over some years. That was why I figured I was supposed too.

“Quit the theatre performance, girl. I’m being serious,” I said. She swiftly rolled her eyes at my words. Her mouth hurriedly opened that instant.

“What ya feel, Serena? I ain’t playing any kiddies game here. This is the real stuff girl. God's language,” she replied humorousl