So, like last summer my one lawyer friend from Missouri went to a help-the-world NGO fair event, and she signed up for a lot of lists and couldn't remember half of them, and then like a month ago some organization called her to see if she'd host a Kenyan businesswoman who got a State Dept. grant to come to the U.S. and see how businesses here run so she could take skills home.
So, she curtained off part of her living room (she has a 1-bedroom), and this girl slept on her couch for like just over a week, and went off in the daytime to business classes... They really got along, and went out for dinner drinks etc., and my lawyer friend from Missouri even met some of the other Kenyans in the area for the program... The Kenyan girl's phone also broke like halfway through the visit, so my friend took calls for her and let her use her phone to call back.
Anyhow, on the day they were going to the airport, my one lawyer friend from Missouri was going to take the subway with her and help her with her baggage, but the Kenyan girl freaked out and was telling her that she didn't have to, that she'd be meeting other friends at the station, and when my friend pressed her, she admitted that this older widowed guy who had called her on the phone was saying bye to her at the airport, and she was saying bye to him.
"Don't you trust me?", the Kenyan girl was like.
My friend thought something was up, but she let her go, and said to call her once she got to the airport, and like an hour later, the girl called her up to say bye.
Then, the next day she got a call from the NGO director, that the Kenyan girl and 2 of her friends never got on the plane, and they were probably staying in the U.S. in violation of her visa.
Later that day, the older widowed guy called to check up to see if the girl left all right, which my one lawyer friend from Missouri found suspicious, so she is going to give his phone number to some legal authorities.
She also got all her locks changed, since the Kenyan girl complimented her on her computer and how nice it was, and might have made copies of her keys.
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