“I already told you you could go home. It’s past your work hour, isn’t it?” Tanya said to Christianah.

“Ms. Meg would have my head if she knew I let you go out alone, ma.”

“Let me? And who is going to tell her? You?” Tanya answered in exasperation. 

“I…”

“If she learns about this, you don’t need to worry about her having your head. You will be sacked already,” she turned to give the confused Christiana a straight look, “By me,”

Flustered, Christiana clutched her backpack. “Ma, please, don’t sack me. I can’t afford to be sacked right now. I still have to pay my school fees,”

“Learn to...