forcing my voice to sound normal, like the obedient, frightened girl she had raised.
“Why are you calling me by this time? Hope you haven’t lost that job? If you lose that housemaid job in Lagos, don’t think of coming back to my house, oh! I have no food to feed a lazy girl.”
I squeezed my eyes shut, swallowed the anger, and took a deep breath. “No,continue reading …
