Chapter 11
like birds, we preen – shine!
I’ll be your wingman tonight
among feathers bright
I was running on empty. I’d delivered all my mail, and now I just wanted to crash for a few hours and load up on carbs. The couch at Jericha’s flat had been calling my name for the last hour. I was finally in the home stretch, bounding along her hallway to pound on the door. My friend opened the door, looking annoyed, but when she saw my face her expression shifted to joy.
“Nikta, you’re early!”
“I am?”
“Well, okay, you said you weren’t sure what day you’d get back. I just assumed you’d be in Prime for a while.” She grabbed me and hugged me hard, pulling my pack from me when she released me. “Not that I’m not glad to see you! Come in, take a load off. I was just about to eat.”
I could smell
