One Hundred And Three

Lenora

I sat opposite Magda on a couch in her living room, getting healthier by the day. It was almost eleven a.m., and no one had come to check on me, not even my dad. I wondered why. Also, I was kind of getting bored of staying in the same place.

A young woman came in with a basket of oranges and a knife. Magda said oranges were good for my health. Smiling, I took one and began peeling it, enjoying the tangy juice in my mouth.

Keeping myself busy with it, I didn't know when I had peeled six and finished them. It was still odd that my dad wasn't here, and I found myself yearning for some human interaction beyond Magda's company.

"So, my dear, what's next for you?" Magda asked me, bringing me out of my drifting thoughts.

"What do you mean?"

She chuckled and leaned in. "I mean your relationship with CJ, dear. What do you want to do about it?"

Sighing, I looked away. There was no easy answer to this question. I knew that I'd still love to see Joe with all of my heart, but the complicati