I noticed it right away when I entered the jeep - five passengers at the back of the driver and only one across them. So I sat beside the lone passenger.
Glancing up as soon I sat, I saw fear, revulsion cross the faces of those across the two of us. The woman next to me was plump, silent.
Then I heard it. Clink. Clink.
That's when I saw she was barefoot.
Moving up my glimpse, I saw the dog chains tied on her right hand.
Then I saw the damp circles on her shirt. She was lactating!
That's when I understood the looks on the passengers' faces across us.
