C57 MEETING MARIAM

Leah sat on the couch, the airy morning sun casting a golden hue over her balcony. She realized she hadn't spoken to Mariam, Mrs. Adams, or her grandmother in ages, and the thought of reconnecting filled her with a mixture of excitement and nervous anticipation.

She picked up her phone and dialed Mariam’s number.

"Hello, Mariam? It’s Leah," she began hesitantly.

"Leah! Oh my God