She stirred the rice, which was almost ready, found a collander, and placed it in the sink. Then she turned to face him.
‘This all began because I said that you people – ’
‘Listen to yourself. You people!’
‘– didn’t know anything about Rufus – ’
‘Because we’re white.’
‘No. Because he was black.’
‘Oh. I give up. And, anyway, why must we always end up talking about Rufus?’
‘I had started to tell you something,’ she said, quietly; and watched him.
He swallowed some more of his whisky, and lit a cigarette. ‘True. Please go on.’
‘Because I’m black,’ she said, after a moment, and sat at the table near him, ‘I know more about what happened to my brother than you can ever know. I watched it happen – from the beginning.