‘You leave my man alone, you hear!’
Young Lamai turned red in the face and shot back a volley of abuse. There and then, the area before the kero- sene lamp would have turned into a battlefield had not Fak dragged his stepmother away, the young vendor screaming in their back: ‘Sure, Fak don’t like to eat peanuts, but his mouth isn’t big enough to munch yours, you bitch!’