“HEY.”
Mutya glanced at the tall woman but her attention went back to clearing the weeds.
They were in the far corner of the backyard. It was a small flower garden. It was lined with the plots at the back.
In the center of the garden were yellow daisies encircled by a layer of whites. On both sides was periwinkle that was currently in bloom. The whites in the left while the pink ones were on the right.
“It’s beautiful.”
She stood up. She dusted her hands at the back of the shorts that she was wearing.
She faced Basha.
The tall woman looked into her eyes but her face cast down after a while. The guilt in her eyes was not able to escape Mutya. However, she also noticed Basha’s eyes were a little red, and the bags below were swollen.
“Why are you here?” Mutya asked.
Basha cle
