It didn’t help matters that the shoes were too big. Not just a little, but a size too big. New loafers that wouldn’t have looked out of place on a 30-year-old man on his way into a huge, glass-windowed office block in a capital city. Large, black slip-ons that were now slip-offs. “You said they fit in the shop,” I shake my head as she paces the house but try to keep my cool. I...