LIZ'S POV
Amma was getting sneaky. She looked at her phone too often and looked at me with large naive eyes when I turned my attention to her.
She did not have to tell me, I knew she was up to something but I needed to wait for a better time to ask her what it was this time. If she was not tired of the troubles the guys seemed to be bringing her, I was tired on her behalf.
We didn't have much work to do in school in the next few days and she got more interested in her phone as the days went by. Sometimes, she frowned and turned it off, at other times, she had an inscrutable expression on her face and on most days, she just smiled and shook her head, depending on what she had read.
I hated how inquisitive I was. It was unlike me to be that curious about the personal life of another, b
