An excerpt:
The dream picture she and Akin shared for the future never captured his brothers in them. They always seemed like intruders; always were. Indeed, Akin told her from the beginning of their relationship that he and his brothers were orphans and as he had taken the place of the father, she would become a mother to them all. However, there was this assumption that all the motherly care needed was to show affection and prepare them meals when they visited, and it did not seem a problem, but for the fact that the boys appeared to have found new meaning in those words. Whenever they visited the house, they stayed for a week – which was not a problem still. As she and Akin, slept on the bed and they found room somewhere on the sofa, floor or wherever. However, from the second day of their visit, they dropped their laundry and went to watch football or play video games or brought back some girls who usually had elastic blouse hugging their paw-paw breasts and tight jeans bundling their buttocks into a ball. They winked at her to excuse them, and it took only few minutes before she heard harsh moans and giggles from the room. She sat at the veranda until they left. There was some mutual agreement that she must never tell Akin, and she never did.
All the times they visited, since she began to live with Akin in their pretended marriage, she would at times stay through the evening washing clothes and sometimes ironing their clothes. They littered everywhere and begged her to please help out just once – which were every other time. When it was night, they kept her awake either from shouts of watching football or discussing the lives of relatives who abandoned them and whom they would show “pepper” when they became prosperous in future.
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