Sister, Sister
he said, in his low, gruff, just-rolled-out-of-bed voice, "how are you?"
Precious grinned. "I'm fine oh, just as you see me."
I wanted to dissect her, extract her confidence and swallow it so it would bloom in me.
I touched Luc's arm, drawing meaningless figures on her skin with my fingertips while Jacob and James spoke to Precious. They asked her if she was done for the night, when she said yes, they asked her to call hotels and ask for a reservation.
"Hillside has a suite," she informed them.
We rode to Hillside, Jacob and James at the front. Luc and I at the back. Precious was following us with her car.
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