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(Read the previous chapters here.) “Estella,” Kehinde began, “let me go on record to say I don’t know if I’m totally onboard with this foster parent endeavor of yours.”  I resisted

(Read the previous chapters here.) Though I never got to talk to Kehinde about the case, at least I owed one less person. Besides, I knew what I was going to

(Read the previous chapters here.) Wasting no time, Kehinde called me later that same day and asked me to go out the following evening. I had wanted to go out

Read the other chapters here. When I caught up with Benny the following week, I told him about seeing the woman and her little foster charge, about the Church’s foster

(Get caught up and read the chapters you missed here.) Somehow I was able to keep the tears from falling, keep from cursing Glory, and even as I heard the

Read previous chapters here. I woke with a terrible stomach ache. I had a hangover.  I looked in the mirror and noticed the small “beauty” mark/noncancerous mole just under my lower

Read the previous chapters here. I forgot all about Sherilynn and Hank. Between cleaning up pumpkin remains and checking the website for new reservations, it was like they hadn’t even

Read the previous chapters here. When I went downstairs that next morning, the coffee was brewed and a platter of scrambled eggs, border by long strips of thick cut bacon,

(To read the previous chapter click here.) “So, you guys are Wireheads?” I said, not really asking. I had heard The Wireheads tales, and hadn’t thought too much of it.