I just think it’s weird how he thinks that he could just offer to be my boss and think I’ll accept. It’s like he doesn’t know me. He once got me a necklace with a heart-shaped pendant.’ Aminah’s face is one of delicate disgust, her nose crinkling slightly. ‘Ew.’ ‘Yeah.’ ‘Gold?’ she says with some generosity, throwing Bakari a bone, hoping that he at least got my favourite metal tone right. I wince. ‘Silver.’ Aminah gawps at me. ‘No.’
