The Tribe
’ I ask, making what I want obvious.
I swear I can hear him straighten up as he clears his throat. ‘Sure. 20 minutes?’
Oh, yeah, he’s awake and alert now. Perfect.
‘That works. I’ll see you soon.’
All giddy, I quickly dry and style my hair, putting it in a casual, messy, low ponytail with a few loose strands framing my face. I need to do this concoction again. The color turned out great.
I walk to my closet and settle on a tight, long-sleeved, plain black top, faded black shorts, and long, thigh-high boots.