Alani was the first to catch her breath. “He’d shared a bed with half the village before he collapsed one day and died.” She cast a sly look at Xiala. “No sharks for him. We fucked him to death.” “It was the best month of his life, to be sure.” Teanni reached for another corn cake. “A small price to pay,” Alani agreed. The two women’s eyes met, and they both burst out into a fresh fit of laughter.
