“Looking for David,” I answered in an equally frosty tone. He’s your husband, not mine!” she retorted, just as the front door opened behind her, and David’s mother came out. “I’m looking for David,” I repeated. What are you doing in Jinja?”“I needed a break, Mum; so, I decided to take a few days off with Julie and Junior,” I explained. “Yes, I’m sure.” Unable to formulate any other words, I simply flung myself at him and kissed him passionately.