Chapter Thirty-One
It was Thursday. Which meant time to go to work, holiday has ended. Hayley pulled the golden café’s brown shirt with its stiff white collar over her under singlet. She pulled her braids up into a ponytail and held it with a rubber band. She checked her reflection in the mirror. She looked okay. The shadows had almost disappeared from under her eye. She touched her collar bone, it still jutted out. She was still skinny. The remaining days she had spent at home had been interesting. Mum seemed to have accepted the fact about Taiwo and was less sad about that. They had spent the Sunday’s evening together baking. Tuesday’s morning Liz had called to apologize (since her phone had gotten soaked in water and was currently useless) on her mum’s phone. She sounded less suspicious and a little frie
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