last breath to be a free woman. Are you? They may gild the cage for you, make it seem like a lovely place to be, but slavery is slavery. And not just for yourself, but others.”
“What do you mean?” Kayla asked.
Gram glanced at her quickly. “You're a part of more than you know, girl. Things, they're gonna be happening around here. You'll need to be ready for 'em.”
Kayla didn't know what to say to that. Gram pointed off to her right, away from the glittering carpet of lights of Los Angeles, across the dark hills between L.A. and the San Fernando Valley. “Can you feel it, girl?” she asked.
Kayla shook her head. “I don't understand. Feel