15
“I don’t need to be tamed. I love being free. I simply want to be seen.”—Georgia Wright
“Africa? Really?” London’s face is displayed on the screen of my cell phone as we chat.
“I don’t know,” I say with a sigh. “It sounds good. There’s definitely a need. Do you know that some women carry giant pitchers of water on their heads for miles? It’s literally miles to the closest clean water source for some of these people. Can you imagine?”
“But you promised Mom and Dad that you’d stay in the States.”
“And I have.”
“It’s been, like, three months, George.” London laughs.
“Well, I’m bored and sad. I miss the dogs.”
“Then, go back.”
“I can’t.”
“You can. You’re just too stubborn.”
She’s right. I could return to Cooper’s Place. I know they’d take me back. They can use the help. But it’s
