For Minna, cooperation and goodwill were the lifeblood of every real friendship, without which it would dry out like a desert’s ancient rivers. So why, then, would a friend secretly begrudge her the stars in her galaxy for their nascent, favourable alignment? And if she blinked, would they blot out the sun and turn her joy to soot? Could she trust Zainab, her pal of over two decades?

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