After Richard ended the call, the house fell completely silent.
No one spoke.
The children looked at each other, unsure of what to do.
Praise quietly stood up and started making sandwiches with the bread that Mamutsi had left behind.
She poured the undiluted juice into small cups for her siblings.
No one complained.
They simply ate quietly.
Richard sat there staring at the floor.
His hands were resting on his knees, but they were shaking slightly.
I pretended to busy myself with sweeping again, even though the floor was already clean.
Sometimes people need space to gather themselves.
After the children finished eating, they went to their rooms.
The sun was already setting outside.
The house felt heavy.
Richard finally stood up and walked outside.
I waited a few minutes befor
