I didn't realize that she'd let her hair grow out. She was quite white. I couldn't believe my eyes. And the nails on her right hand were filthy. I had to clean them.
She lifted the towel that covered the big bowl we use for making bread. There was my baby brother, chewing on his fist. I couldn't believe my eyes. Mama, I didn't see you do that, I said.
But it was to be over a month before Dad turned up again. When I first saw him I couldn't believe my eyes - he was dressed from head to toe in khaki.