and shut her door.
Lauren leaned toward Noah.
“I like her.”
“You haven’t met my grandma yet,” Noah said. “Save your strength.”
The hallway outside apartment 3D smelled like cornbread, black-eyed peas, lemon cleaner, and peppermint oil.
Noah opened the door.
“Grandma,” he called. “They’re here.”
“Then why are you shouting from the door?” a woman’s voice answered.continue reading …