Samantha flung open the door. "J.C., what’s the matter? It’s the middle of the night," she said, her voice alarmed as she led her into the apartment. "Are you sick?"
J.C. shook her head slowly. "Please, Sam, I need to talk to you. I’m going crazy without you."
Samantha frowned as she wrapped her bathrobe tighter around herself. "I told you earlier how I feel," she said firmly. "Nothing you can say will change that. You shouldn’t have come here."
Saturday, July 10, 2021
Saturday's Excerpt – The Silent Cry
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