Nina's grandmother was doing better. That was the first thing she told Kofi when she got back Sunday night. Her grandmother could walk with a walker now and complained about hospital food, which everyone agreed was a good sign.
"She kept asking about you," Nina said while unpacking her bag. "Wanted to know when she'd meet the boy who made me skip family dinner last month."
"You skipped family dinner?"
"For the kendo demonstration planning meeting. Mom wasn't happy."
They were in their small apartment near campus. Nina threw dirty clothes into the laundry basket while Kofi sat on their bed, watching her move around the room.
"The fellowship deadline is Friday," she said without looking at him.
"I know."
"I'm not taking it."
Kofi sat up straighter. "Are you sure?"
"Yeah. Being home, seeing my family deal with real problems, it clarified things. New York isn't what I want."
"What do you want?"
