Boma followed Sharon into a spacious kitchen. She felt the coolness of the air and managed to hide her surprise seeing that the place was air-conditioned. It was a far cry from what she was used to and she liked it. The kitchen in her home was kept cool by good old ventilation.
She managed to avoid gaping at the lavish modern kitchen and concentrate on the matter at hand.
Sharon ushered her to a seat at the table situated in a corner of the kitchen.
"How may I help you?" she asked, taking a seat before her.
Boma opened her mouth, ready to report the true nature of her relationship with Donovan but found herself tongue-tied. How would that help her? she wondered. Gosh, she was losing sight of the main goal.
"I uh... lost my phone, so I was going to say hi to your cousin using yours. Th
