CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE
'You've got to stop staring at that phone, MK'
Elena was putting the last plantain in the red bowl into the frying pan and on the left side of the kitchen cabinet was another bowl with fried plantain in it. McKenna was sitting on top of Elena's deep freezer by the window and at Elena's behest; she stretched out her hand and opened the kitchen window to let in some air.
McKenna looked at her phone again and hissed in frustration.
'If you don't stop looking at the damn phone, I am going to fry it next, extra crispy' Elena threatened through her clenched teeth.
'He called me and I wasn't there. That jackass Tony made him believe we had sexual intercourse' McKenna's face twisted like she was about to cry but it was just a really bad frown.
