Anatole is in prison again, and Leah has to take care of the children—Pascal, Patrice, and Martin—by herself.
They couldn't stay in America because it was too foreign, too sterile, "nothing on the air but a vague, disinfected emptiness" (5.8.8).
When they returned home to Africa, officials confiscated Anatole's passport at the airport. The next day, the casques-bleus (the police) took him away to the same prison where Lumumba was held. Leah is lonely and afraid he will never get out.
She stays busy, like her mother.
Oh yeah, speaking of Mother, she's raising money with Amnesty International for bribes to get Anatole food.
All Leah can do, once again, is to write letters... and wait.