Chapter 10
- Anita’s POV
- After some time, Martha went inside. I stood up and dragged the bag from the table, wanting to go in too but as a first step, the sound of Martha’s brother, Zach, yelling from the living room broke through the quiet stillness in our small apartment.
- “Martha! Take out the trash!” Zach’s voice rang through the walls, followed by a frustrated sigh from the other room.