I want to inquire more about this cool "mind-linking" trick, but as three firm taps resound upon the front door, I know there's no way I'll get more out of them. Not right now, anyway. I sigh, get up from my stool, and head to the door.
Upon its opening, I do indeed find the dark-skinned form of Mrs. Santiago. Dressed in casual, yet warmer attire, her hair is done up in her signature bun. Complete with her signature sparkly-blue mini hat. She smiles brightly, once she sees it's me. That smile has always been contagious. "Ali! Good morning, sweetheart."
"Morning, Mrs. Santiago," I respond. Taking a couple steps out of the doorway, I gesture inside. "Please, come in."
As this kindly woman enters the cabin, her warm eyes flit across the common area. "My, this is quite the place."
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