“Thank goodness you called. I thought you wouldn’t. Where can we meet? Please. With all of you.” Abigail set her phone to speaker so the other ladies would hear the conversation. “Hello dear. We can’t meet with you. We usually don’t…” “Please.
“Hian, meet who where?” Sybil sighed. “We make it clear we are virtual only and we will respond, yet…” “Hold on, Sybil!” Toya snapped. “Oh no. It’s child abuse. Her husband is touching the baby.” Sybil gasped. “What?” Dear BSS Crew. I can’t