That evening once again Nyra closed the shop and this time decided to get some groceries on the way back. Nana Linda's house was in a very good place, everything was closely and it didn't take more than ten minutes to get to the local market.
Nyra got some fruits, vegetables and a few other things. While she was selecting which corn to pick, she heard a familiar voice behind her.
"It's so hard to mix in here." The woman behind Nyra complained.
"Sure is. I still remember when I came here for the first time. It's difficult to live outside our community. Everything feels so inconvenient, doesn't it?" Another women replied in an exhausted tone.
Nyra gulped, not daring to look behind. This time she gathered all her courage and hurriedly went over to a corner, narrowly avoiding her aunt
