As Melonie and I keep walking and talking, I decide to ask her some questions.
"Soooo, why did wewe run away from nyumbani anyway?"
I ask her. She just shrugs.
"It's a pretty long story." Melonie says with an embarrassed chuckle.
"Oh. Well, if wewe don't mind me asking, were you, I don't know, feeling like an outcast. Cause, wewe know, I. Was." Melonie asks.
I'm not confessing anything to this girl but, I've got to make her feel comfortable in telling me something. "Yeah. I know who wewe are." Oh snap! What if she really does know who I am?! I'd be in deep, deep trouble!
"Okay then. Who am I?" I try...
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