I stayed at Kapena’s that night. I’d hoped Kiana would ask me to move in with her, or ask me to find a place with her, but after our fight, I knew that was a long way off, if ever. I decided to search for a new place. Then, at least, I’d be away from one Palu.
“Dinner,” Kapena said from my doorway.
I nodded but didn’t look up.
“What are you doing?”
“Looking for a new place.”
“Why? What’s wrong with being here?”
I met his eyes. “Nothing. But I’ve crashed with you long enough. You need your space back.”
He shrugged. “I guess. No rush though. You’re good practice for having a wife. Someone to cook for, someone to share a bathroom with, someone who’s moody and bitches all the time.”
“You really think Ada would b***h at you all the time?”
“Are you kidding? She loves to b***h at me,” he
