Jones watched with a smile how the child tugged Anna and led the way to her house, he sighed and brought his gaze back to his sister. “I will like to speak with Nalla,” he said.
Rebecca smiled. “Well, I’m sure Nalla wants to speak with you too,” she said and began to walk away.
“Where are you going?” he asked.
“-To the market,” she said and then she tilted to him. “I have lunch to prepare for the family,” she added.
Jones said nothing, he only nodded to himself and waited until she was gone too before shutting the door behind, and he headed for Nalla’s hut.
Nalla was inside, seated on the floor of her room lost in meditation, her eyes were closed, legs crossed and her arms spread open.
Seeing that the woman was busy, Jones was about to turn around and take his leave with an intent to
