Two weeks later, Mr. Sikalima called Mubita aside.
> "I must travel to another district," he said.
"I teach there part-time."
Mubita nodded.
> "Do not worry, sir. Your cattle will be safe."
When the farmer left, Mrs. Sikalima remained in charge of the farm.
Evenings became lively.
They shared stories of Tonga traditions and old sayings.
Sometimes they laughed, sometimes they danced.
On Saturdays they went to church together.
Life seemed peaceful.
But peace on a farm can be as fragile as morning dew.
