Mysterious midnight phone calls and his whispered conversations in the verandah;
Increasing regularity of his irregular dinners at home; a dilute whiff from him of a perfume I do not use;
The confirmation by sight at last, that my exclusive privilege was erstwhile;
A mute witness I stand to all this;
What holds me back? The one that gave me birth but no school, and the one I gave birth to that goes to school.