Her nervousness was getting the best of her, she just wanted to run. But the mention of a good warm meal with sweet potatoes sounded nice... heck, no one ever invited her to have a meal, before. Alisa looked towards Corey, and managed a weak smile.
"Ah... ah guess... a meal... wouldn' hurt... but... but can ah call mah broder... let'em know where ah be?"
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