[100 word Flash Fiction] Momma Never Knew

Momma never knew.

Cornered inside the pantry, Mariam pushed her against the wall and slid her tongue between her lips. Momma would call out and Leila ran, hands shaking, flour surrendered.

“Why’re you sweating, girl? Go wash your face.” She did, she ran.

Momma never knew that Mariam waited for Leila by the school-gate daily. They walked home, fingers locked, munching almond cookies. Momma never knew how Mariam would press her fingers inside her skirt under the dinner table, nodding her head at Momma. “Yes, Aunty” – “No, Aunty” — “We’re gonna go up, study in Leila’s room, Aunty.”

Momma never knew.