ZOEY
I headed to town to open my fruit stall bright and early, at five in the morning. Lawrence kindly offered to give me a ride, while Mama stayed back to take care of the twins, who were still fast asleep. They would join us later, once the kids had their breakfast.
"Let me lend you a hand with setting up the tents," Lawrence offered as we arrived.
"Sure, thanks!" I replied gratefully, and he began arranging my fruits.
Marsha, who was sitting nearby, asked me, "Hey Zoey, how are you feeling? Your mom mentioned you're not feeling well?"
"Yeah, Marsha. But I'm okay. Just dealing with a bit of a cough. How were your sales yesterday? Did you have many customers?" I inquired.
"It was alright. I felt a bit sluggish, though," she responded.
I simply nodded, and once Lawrence and I finis
