Half Girlfriend

I explained how watching speeches on YouTube had helped me, as
had many of Riya’s unconventional techniques.
‘I have to think in English, Ma. Like high-class people. Their
English sounds different, no?’
‘We are not low class either,’ my mother said.
‘Dinner’s served,’ Riya said, clapping her hands in the dining
room.
We had a peaceful dinner, with no major retorts, taunts or sarcasm.
When two women don’t share the right vibe, a peaceful hour together
is a minor miracle.
‘I ate too much,’ Riya said and held her stomach. ‘This was one of
the best meals I have ever had.’
‘We eat like this every day,’ my mother said, and stood up and left
the table.