I didn't know what to say as I stared at her speechlessly. I'm usually not this speechless nor does Ronda ever ask such questions. This was America for crying out loud! A free country! But then, Ronda was like my grandmother, a cool grandmother, by the way. Did she see the Adonides outside my home and rushed in here just to ask about it? But why? That was the big question...
"Why? What happened?" I composed myself before voicing out my thoughts. Ronda was cool about everything but if she was asking then something definitely must be the matter.
"Just please tell me that you don't know those guys, please tell me that they weren't here for you," she had quickly walked up to kneel before me as she held my hands in her's. The desperation in her voice was high. It was crystal clear that she wa
