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Akaa & Alima XIV
Who was this human that was so heavily dependent on her? And why? Didn’t he know that she wasn’t reliable?
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SAYO IV
What was it she was supposed to do again? Breathe. Count. Crouch down, head between knees. She could hear Dr. V’s voice, but it wasn’t registering. Her head was spinning, and she was breathing way faster than she knew she should. She just wanted to get home
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Akaa & Alima XIII
“... I wanted a good life for myself and this baby. And now I’m going to die.”
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Akaa & Alima XII
"And I know you must think I’m stupid, or that I’m a homewrecker. I have tried to put him out of my mind. I have tried to forget him. I have even tried to hate him so that maybe it’ll all just go away. I can’t."
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Lilongwe
That evening, I saw his red-hot anger, and for some reason, that pacified me and made the whole experience worth it.
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Kwesi
Kwesi was a beautiful black baby right on that first day. He was also a happy baby.
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Nana
In my small mind, Nana was the only one who loved me. Oh, how she loved me!
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Sayo III
Some people are generally put together, no matter what. The kind that can sit in a storm, as though they were having a tea party. Sayo was one of those…
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Sayo II
...you have to make peace with the fact that you are the villain in someone else's story even if you thought you were doing the right thing. You don't get to tell them how to narrate their experience..
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