Natalie Jackson:
I gulped and walked up to the front door. I rang the doorbell, thinking Franklin had locked the door, but as I turned the door handle, it unlocked, and I walked into the house feeling nervous after seeing Franklin standing on the balcony adjacent to the gate.
I wondered how I would explain things to Franklin now. I didn't want to break his trust in me, and he might think otherwise after seeing me with Michael.
I walked into the kitchen first to prepare our dinner since it was already late. I set the pot of soup we had left on the fire to prepare an African meal. A few minutes later, Franklin came downstairs, and the kitchen door slid open as he entered to meet me.
I was done preparing the soup and Semovita, and I turned to face Franklin.
"Good evening, Frank," I bit m
