WHAT THE NANNY GOAT TOLD HER KIDS (CHAPTER 6)
CHAPTER 6 ‘MAMA BEN,’ MR RANSOM HAD STARTED, wondering how he would frame his case properly, ‘please, your sister, Madam Cash …’ ‘Which sister?’ the woman swiftly had responded. ‘Ah, in this market I have no sister o. My brother, sister, father and mother is my money. With my money, I pay for my transport from home and also to go back. With my money, I buy my market.’ She had handed Mr Ransom a chunk of crisp notes for the sacks of produce she got from him. Done counting and carefully putting it in the big pocket of his frayed jumper and seeing the stout woman struggling to get up from the bench, he had attempted saying something: ‘Please, don’t go yet. Is Madam Cash sick or she’s not in the business again?’ ‘I’m buying and paying you people and you’re still asking of Madam Cash? I hope she didn’t give you all kopnomi to eat?’ That got Mr Ransom laughing out loud though his lips were heavy to mention to the woman here that her former partner, Madam Cash, had actually owed...