San Jose.
~Dare Ofegu~
"You don't have to panic or say anything. There will be a lot of reasons for you to do when we walk in. Just stay put and be yourself."
She looked up at me from her tablet as Theo pulled the limo over. I only pushed my head down softly like I got the whole idea of what she really meant.
"Come."
Theo had pushed a button and the door of the limo opened itself. We both stepped out.
"Let me."
I offered, reaching my hand out to take her wine bag. She smiled and gave it to me. We walked off the limo to stand before a duplex. There was a small lawn before it and an open fence from electric wire.
"One of your houses?"
I considered the degree of makeup she was wearing and provided an answer to my question before she could.
NO.
"You'll see for yourself."
She dismissed and reached out her right hand next to my left. I swi
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