4 CHAPTER 4

Ireti and Henry were having dinner together. Their dining room had a long rectangular table that could sit a family of twelve, including a little chair for a child. The room had one big chandelier that hung from the ceiling, positioned to be at the center of the dining table. Since Henry grew up with a silver spoon, even from his behind, he made sure that his home decor showed it all. He had paintings that he bought from his travels around the world hanging nicely at different corners of the house. But he had recently removed some endearing pictures of himself and his wife together, showing that they were once some-what in love. Or so it seemed.