STOLEN HAPPINESS/ Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie

                Olana began to run toward the house. She stopped when she saw the bodies. Uncle Mbaezi lay face down in an ungainly twist, legs splayed. Something creamy white oozed through the large gash on the back of his head. Aunty Ifeka lay on the veranda. The cuts on her naked bodies were smaller, dotting […]