Chapter hundred and thirty
Naya dragged the big basket filled clothes with her. It was a tad too heavy than she had expected but it would save another trip to the backyard where she hung Nolani, Anna and her own clothes. She missed the washing machines back home and even the public laundries one could use as an alternative. Here, she has to wash her clothes by hand or give them to the hired help that washes the children's clothes.
Naya made a mental note to put in a request for a washing machine or ask Jason to provide it out of pocket. She dragged the basket down the hallway almost bumping in on John and Nolani. She had recently started learning how to make local Malawian hair braids and she was using Nolani's long thick hair as a practice run. The hair looked awful and Naya knew it but Nolani won't let her lose it. Who could blame the child after enduring hours of sitting still with an inexperienced hair braider?
