“Where is the cow?”
The teenaged girl turned her face away and did not answer the question.
“The cow that was given to your mother, where is it?”
The conversation continued in the local language. We moved out of the compound and around the back of the house.
Tethered to a post, the cow stood knee deep in mud and manure. The development worker’s anger was visible. He shook his head. “This is not good. This is not good. Her mother has gone somewhere for the day and she says …