CHAPTER FIFTY-FIVE
Bishara and Malaika were in the living room with their cousins watching one of those infernal animated kids’ movies from the States. While Onnie adored her girls, she abhorred being forced to watch the same movies over and over and over again. Hopefully, within the next few months, they would tire and move on to other things that interested them—that she could also enjoy.
She leaned against the counter with a cup of tea in hand. Her cousin, Iminathi, was over the stove fixing a large pot of her delicious Potjiekos. Unlike other recipes she tasted through the years, Onnie’s cousin would use both lamb and pork to flavor her eclectic dish. Onnie’s stomach rumbled. The aroma alone was making her hungry.
“You really should let me fix you up with him.” Iminathi said while s
