Morgan directed me to the couch. They talked in the kitchen in low tones. Morgan came out and sat down next to me. Her mother went elsewhere. I looked...at Morgan curiously.“My mother had an unsuccessful date and had been drinking once she got here. I suggested that she go sleep it off. After a bit, she agreed.”She turned enough to kiss me. I helped. I was straddled again. Both of us finally broke the kiss together breathing heavily. Morgan whispered, “I’m so glad you returned to me.”“Me, too. I. I walked the old, familiar hallways of the first and second floor, but the building seemed deserted. I went down to the basement and came out across from the shop classroom where Mr. Coree taught. I walked in, and there he was. Mr. Coree came from Haiti, wore his hair in braids, and he had the blackest skin I'd ever seen. As I looked at him sitting at his desk, I realized he hadn't changed much. He still wore the braids, but his hair was now a little gray."Hi, Mr. Coree," I said, walking toward. More

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