Chapter Thirteen

THIRTEEN

There is a thing they do every weekend. I do not why no one told me that earlier. But I am sitting at my usual spot beside the stool in the parlor when Zuri skips in. 

"They are here!" She says like we talked about "they" coming.

I get up and stand beside the television and wait. She fumbles with the chain that links the door to the wall then moves the bolt.

Once the door opens, there are shouts and plenty of heads. I walk away to my room. I stand close to the window and look down. There is nothing much to see but a laundry line. 

The door bursts open and I know it is Zuri. She stands there for a while then begins to walk closer to the window. I turn around.

"I hope you understand what happened last night was for you," she says.

I raise an eyebrow and frown. " What was for me?"

She sig