“So what’s the verdict?” Nedra asked stepping back into the room. “Are we doing the ghost story thing or no?”
“Uh…ladies?” Daijah smiled.
Karima and Jill cleared out more chairs and the ottoman and moved blankets along the rugs and settled in.
“I guess that’s a yes,” Quiana sighed as she sat on a seat beside Karima. “At least we have more popcorn. Who’s going first?”
“I will,” Nancy volunteered. She grabbed a flashlight and stepped in front of the window as Freedom turned out the lights to the room and settled in with the others.
