Desma exited her room, delighted to see me. "There you are. Do you realize how late it is?" "Hey now, I was exhausted. Last night was...," I let the s...ntence dangle not having words to describe it. "Any rate, I'm just here for my clothes." "Your clothes?" both Desma and Kesha said raising an eye brow. "You think after last night you can just come over, grab your clothes and leave?" asked Desma stepping closer. "Uhm..." I almost said yes but the hungry look in her eyes told me that would be the. The rest of the day, I couldn’t concentrate at all. I finally gave up and packed up my stuff and left work. I got home about 5:30 and found Cindy in the kitchen, sitting at the table next to my father, hands interlocked on top of the table. She was crying. When she saw me, she looked shocked, pulled her hands free, then tried to wipe the tears away.My father gave me a look that was hard to read. It seemed to be one part concern, two parts smugness. I felt awkward in my one home. Cindy spoke. More

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