My relationship with Auntie is not close. Rather than feeling comfortable, I often feel scared. Therefore, I am used to keeping my problems from her.
This is indeed not right, because after all, she is my only guardian. The collapse of my marriage is not a trivial matter, I should have told her everything from the beginning.
The aroma of proll tape, a type of fermented cassava cake, fills the entire house. It's been a long time since I made various cakes. It's been about as long as my separation from Harry.
Today I will visit Auntie's house. Proll tape is the gift I prepared for her family. They really like it, "It's different from the ones you can buy," they said.
"Did you make more, Sapphire?" asked Emma when she approached me in the kitchen.
"Why? Are you drooling?" I asked with a
