March 12, 2018

Share this… Facebook0 Pinterest0 Twitter Linkedin0 Telegram Whatsapp         Her head came shaped like a mango school bus. (There is this joke that never gets old of how most kisii`s have mango shaped heads. No, hers didn’t come shaped like one. It was worse – it was shaped like a school bus.)         I stared at her […]

Share this… Facebook0 Pinterest0 Twitter Linkedin0 Telegram WhatsappI have lived the life. I have run the race. It is time I finish this race, I think. I always told you, little one, that when the time comes for me to leave this world I would leave it on a high, in my own terms. Well