Rosie Cooper wore a tight top and a maroon pencil skirt, her hair pinned up and her skin significantly darker. Her appearance was much like that of many local women, unremarkable.
"Who are you? How come I've never seen you before?" Xavier Young, seeing an unfamiliar face, couldn't help but feel suspicious.
Rosie Cooper spoke to Xavier Young in the Himakati Language, "My name is Amei. Sally is my cousin. My husband passed away, so I came to stay with her."
"Oh." Xavier Young didn't doubt her, as there were many women here who had lost their husbands.
"Do you have any children?" Sienna Johnson suddenly asked.
"I have a daughter."
"How old is she?"
"Five years old."
"Did you bring her with you?"
"She's at home with her grandmother."
