“Eh, Okoo mi, my dear. She is dead. We lost that sweet girl. That was why my husband was so angry with you. Everybody in this house then knew her. She was the life of the house. You will always know when she is at home and when she is not. And when she and my husband started playing hide-and-seek because of her rent payment, it had always been a source of amusement for everyone in this house. He was really fond of her, and so was I. To see someone so vibrant and full of life just shrivel right in front of us was something I never thought I...