Chapter 37

Today her hair was once again pulled up but instead of an Afro puffball it was a silky ponytail that nearly touched her shoulder blades. It was a hair weave or hairpiece but he liked it. He couldn‘t always say that he liked the wigs and weaves that the girls wore down in Eastern University. Sometimes they had been just ridiculously fake looking. Stella‘s at least looked real, and he might not have ever known the difference if he hadn‘t seen her wearing the other one.

Adam caught the first fish half an hour after they arrived. He called it small but Riley told him that it was just right for a blue gill.

"I can eat three of these." Adam complained.

"Well you better get back to fishing if we‘re going to catch enough to fill us all up."