Hunger drove Francis to work as a clerical officer in the post office. Adah's hopes rose. This might save the marriage after all. - Buchi Emecheta

For my master, whose restless, craving, vicious nature roved about day and night, seeking whom to devour, had just left me, with stinging, scorching words; words that scathed ear and brain like fire. O, how I despised him! I thought how glad I should be if some day when he walked the earth, it would open and swallow him up…

London, having killed Adah's congregational God, created instead a personal God who loomed large and really alive.

The more I think about it, the more I realize that we, women, set impossible models for ourselves. That we make life intolerable for each other. I can't live up to our role models, older wife. That’s why I need to create my own.