The food is ready: vegetables and chicken, cous cous. Mint tea. Auntie is still taking the washing down from the line and the children are playing with a ball and a stick. I am hungry too. It was an early start this morning, avoiding any trouble on my way to get sugar, just after light. I had heard there was sugar but there was not. The woman apologised, throwing her arms wide and wailing as she always does. I should have known. Now I must get back. It is the danger that makes me pause. But we still must eat.