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Chapter Twelve

Past- November 25th, 2032

"For the last time Christine. You don't have to help," Abdullah insists. I pout as I reluctantly place the salad down. This side of Abdullah is different from the one that I'm used to. John sees me act sad and pats my shoulder. He then lets out a little chuckle. I glare at him with squinted eyes. I don't know what's so funny to him. 

"Don't be so glum, Christine. When it comes to cooking in Thanksgiving, Abdullah loves his space," I nod at Johnathan's explanation. but it doesn't help the guilt within me.

Today marks the twentieth day since I asked for a place to stay. And I am thankful for every minute. 

I almost expected them to say no. I mean, they have jobs. And they don't need a pregnant woman knocking on their door. But they said yes and I was very grateful. They have given me nothing but hospitality. So during my stay, I did anything I could to help them, despite their protests. &nbs

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