The In-Between World Of Vikram Lall - Plot & Excerpts
Psst!There was Njoroge at the open back door.What is it? I asked, from the dining table where I had been confined with strict orders from Mother not to move until I had finished my sums. My glass of sweetened milk and plate of biscuits and almonds were beside me.He beckoned briskly with one hand, the other in his shorts pocket. Come.What is it? I gulped down my milk and, a little reluctantly, stepped outside. Homework was serious business with Mother. Only with education will you go anywhere in this world, she would say, advice that Deepa now visits anxiously upon Joseph.Njoroge was leaning against the back wall of our house.Hey Njo, you got no homework? He did not reply but said instead, very seriously, How do I know you are my friend?It was my turn for silence. I was too confounded to speak. His grandfather Mwangi was still with the police, and Njoroge ate what others gave him.Can I have a biscuit? he said.Grateful at this show of trust, I ran inside and brought out the two remaining biscuits.I think you will betray me, he said casually, nibbling at the two biscuits twinned together.No, I will not, I replied.
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