Ifeanyi watched as Amina zoomed away with a scowl on his face. What an ungrateful woman. That's certainly the last time I'm helping her with anything.
He entered his house and dipped his hands in his pajama pocket. It was a lovely Sunday morning, the sky was blue, the birds chirped, breeze blew in from the garden carrying the nectar of the flowers in the air. Nature was blooming like he always loved but he didn't feel that peace he always felt when admiring his property anymore.
He slid the screen door open and walked straight to the kitchen, there he poured himself a glass of milk. God knows he needed it after having to deal with Katrina today. He sobered up as soon as the thought occurred to him, Katrina probably needed this glass of milk more than he did.
Irritated with himself, he h
