"Uncle my foot."
"Hey! Don't you dare insult me? If you want to do that, attack me directly."
"And what am I doing? Indirectly attacking you?" I point to the remote close to me, "help me switch it on. Talking to you has been boring enough.''
" Then, I will leave you and return to my house. Kamsi and Kamara went for a school camp, so I have the entire house to myself."
"Don't dream on that." I place my legs on the table, "help me switch the TV. It's time for my favourite movie to be aired. I don't want to miss an episode."
"Help yourself with the remote. I'm not your maidservant."
Tears started streaming down my cheeks, at his words. It felt as if a dam was broken.
"What's wrong?" He looked at me in concern, "why are you crying?"
"You don't want to help me out." I kept on bawling my eyes out.
