Chapter Twenty-Eight

'For example, most plants and flowers don't grow overnight,' Dera explained.

'I get it. Gardening teaches patience,' Jennifer acknowledged.

Dera nodded with a sweet smile. 'I love gardening for many reasons.' She looked up at the sky and smiled.

As Jennifer observed the happiness on Dera's face, she considered asking about Dera's father's progress in registering her. However, she decided against it, not wanting to spoil the joyous moment with a potentially insensitive question. Instead, she tossed her backpack aside and joined Dera in tending to the plants.

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As Beatrice ironed Emeka's clothes, she noticed that Dera, while doing the laundry after returning from school, appeared lost in her thoughts about the yet-to-be-announced winners. Concerned for her daughter, Beatrice couldn't help but express her concern.

'Dera, try not to dwell on it too much, or you might end up falling sick,' Beatrice advised, hoping to ease her daughter's mind.

'Mum, please. Let's not speak negatively,' Dera requested, as she carefully hung her school uniform on the clothesline, allowing it to dry in the gentle breeze.