Asabea waited forever for Gyebi and Asabea to come by, her fingers supporting her chin as she did so, counting the minutes and hours as they went by.
" Mum, we no longer have any stock and I don't have the contact numbers of my friends who came around recently. What do we do?"
" Can you do me a favour and go ask our neighbours whether they have extra food?"
" The police will send me back home, Mummy. They almost took me to their camp the last time they saw me roaming around the streets."
" They won't do so if they know you're roaming the streets because of food. You know we can't survive a day without food, don't you?"
" Mum. They won't listen. All they'll do is ask me to go back home. I thought this situation would make them more humane, but it looks like they haven't changed at all.
