I’m reading my first Helon Habila book, Waiting For an Angel, and I wasn’t so sure I liked his writing until I read these lines on page 89:
When I returned to the tenement house, she was there by the door. I almost passed her like I always did, but her voice stopped me. ‘You no go come inside?’
I looked at her wise, wise eyes, then I went in. I sat down on the rumpled bed. The warmth in the bed rose up like welcoming arms and hugged me.
… then I exclaimed, “this guy’s really good.”
Of course, the excerpt is like a climax to a build-up of happenings.