Sandra ObiRAGE IIThe court room was as I imagined it. A woman in a black gown with a long wig; the longest wig in the court room. Beside the wig, the way…Aug 17, 2021Aug 17, 2021
Sandra ObiRAGEOmens. Bad ones. My mum was a such a believer in them. She took note of every unusual thing and attributed it to something. “The day I lost…Aug 17, 2021Aug 17, 2021
Sandra ObiKAMBILIMuna’s eyes remained open even though they were hit by the beam of light from the lamp above the operating table. She didn’t have to press…Aug 17, 2021Aug 17, 2021