Chapter 16

• “It’s okay. My school is very close. You need the umbrella more. I’ll go on ahead.”
• Before Godson could say anything, I had already jogged away, pretending to be hurried by the rain and not by my own guilt.
• The street stretched before me, wet and shining, the sky still misting. Shops lined the roadside and their awnings offered thin strips of shelter. I walked underneath them, staying close to the walls, careful not to get soaked more than I already was.