The First Apology

Zorah was laying on the bed when she heard the door creak open.

“Zorah, may I come in?” Avaline’s voice was cajoling in its tone.

“You all do as you wish, why ask?” Zorah huffed impatiently.

“I came to apologize, if you’ll allow.”

Zorah sat up in the bed, pulling the pillow against her middle and l...