Aug 4, 2021
10 min read
MWC Death
The Last Time I Smiled Was When I Saw There Was No More
And Today I Live Happy in Another City
I left my parents’ home when I was 12 years old, to go live in the capital with my older brother. My brother needed someone to take care of his younger children while he and his wife (my sister-in-law) went to work. My father granted the first son’s request and…
