Chapter 12: A Visit to the Quarters
He looked at her for seconds without blinking his eyes before saying, "Where are you going at this hour? Besides, we are back home just now. I know you very well; you just don't want to carry these," he said, pointing at the bags in the car. "So stop lying."
The corner of her mouth pointed in a different direction in a lopsided smile. "Allah, Yaya, I am going, but not inside the main house. So please help your sister," she pleaded after grabbing his hand to beg him.
He opened his. . .
