Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie writes .... Lazy love

An excrept from Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie's Half of a yellow sun...

Kainene was still at the table. 'So you and Abenigbo decided to look for a place?' She asked. 'My humble home is not good enough?'
Are you listening to him? We didnt decide anything. If he wants to find a place he can go ahead and live there alone,' Olanna said.
Kainene looked at her. 'What is the matter?'
Olanna shook her head.
Kainene dipped a finger in palm oil and brought it to her mouth.
'Ejima m, what is the matter?'
'Nothing, really. There is nothing I can point at' Olanna said looking at the bottle of brandy on the table. 'I want this war to end so that he can come back. He has become somebody else.'
'We are all in this war, and it is up to us to decide to become somebody else or not,' Kainene said.
'He just drinks and drinks cheap kai-kai. The few times they pay him, the money goes quickly. I think he slept with Alice, that Asaba woman in our yard. I cant stand him. I cant stand him close to me.'
'Good,' Kainene said.
'Good?'
Yes, good. There is something very lazy about the way you have loved him blindly for so long without ever criticizing him. You've never even accepted that the man is ugly,' Kainene said. There was a small smile on her face and then she was laughing, and Olanna could not help but laugh too, because it was not what she wanted to hear and because hearing it had made her feel better.