“You must have to leave here,” Nana said as she walked into our midst. She was just coming back from her evening walk.
We were all seated in front of the house discussing when she arrived and we were startled because we did not expect to hear such words from her.
“Leave..., why, to where?” I asked, stunned.
Yes, she has been kind to me and I am completely healed now but I had not thought that she wanted us out of her house.
We have been getting along just fine and she would not stop hammering on how happy she was now that she has young people living with her. So what has gone wrong, why does she want to drive us away when we have already converted here to our new home? A place with no hatred, bitterness, or back-biting.
She remained where she was standing and looked down at me. “You a
