I cast a glance at Amaka, she looked unperturbed. I shifted with unease on the chair looking at uncle Ben fearfully. He walked towards the television set and slotted a disc into the VCR. Picking up the remote, he turned back, regarded us for a second and sat down heavily in between Amaka and i.
Then….. he stretched his arms on the sofa behind our shoulders with a look of satisfaction on his face. I whimpered silently cringing from his arms on my neck.