I look at her and blink. She looks at me and blinks, then ducks her head. ‘They’re about to let me out,’ she says, ‘because I’m cured even t...ough I don’t want to leave. What’s your name?’ When I don’t speak, Juirly opens my dresser and begins going through my things. I realize silent won’t work. ‘My name’s Angela,’ I begin, ‘but -‘ ‘Mimsy told me to call you Angel,’ she says. ‘She wanted me to come over and explain why you should want to be well.’ ‘So Ms. Dorazon can cure me?’ I ask. ‘No. You. Kelly & Val only spoke when it was absolutely necessary. Well, this weekend was beginning to look like one of those times when it was going to be absolutely necessary. Kelly didn’t want to just sit around the beach condo with nothing to do, so she drove down to the Peach Pit After Dark, which was owned by Valerie. It was crowded as it usually was on a Friday night. Even though it was around 1:30 am. The club would be open for about another hour and a half, so she parked herself down at one end. When she heard me enter she turned and smiled. I could do nothing but smile back and gaze at her beautiful body. She motioned for me to sit, and I moved toward the table and took my seat at the head of the table. She carefully placed a generous portion of each dish onto my plate and stood at my side while I sampled each. She was a great cook, a trait she did not get from her mother. Once she was satisfied that I was pleased with the meal, she sat in the chair beside me and fixed her plate.. So I use to mind my own business. Nasreen studying for her 10th class examinations in private as her parents didn’t allow her to go to school. She had her friend called Nasibah who was also writing her 10th class exam in private and was 18 years old. Nasibah was a very homely girl and never use to look into anyone eyes, especially men when her parents were around. A few months went on like that and my landlord started to like me a lot…of course for the kind of rent they were getting and also.