Cora walked into Tiwa’s single-room apartment, she nodded her head as she walked into the bedroom and bathroom. “This is amazing!” she said holding her face in her hands. “I know…” Tiwa laughed looking around. The throw pillows sat in order on the red sofa. Books lined the white wall shelf. “Look at your plants, the leaves are green” Cora touching the leaves softly. “Yes!” “The room was dust-free, the grey carpet was unoccupied, except for the small coffee table at its extreme corner. “Tiwa your bedroom! Your bed is made! Your blanket is folded! I have known you for over ten years and I have never seen this.” Cora said. She placed the back of her hand on Tiwa’s forehead. “You are sure that all is well” “Cora I am fine. Please let us make something to eat.” Tiwa said as she gently pushed Cora’s hand. Cora followed her to the Kitchen. There was no dish, cup, pan, pot, or cutlery in the sink. The spices were tucked away in the cupboard. “Tiwa, my goodnes...