Glissade

Sizwe winced, almost as if the woman’s words had struck him. In some ways, they had. But, instead of causing him physical pain, they opened wounds he had been trying hard to stitch…

And when Father was furious, the entire house suffered. He banged and shouted.

I believed, for once, that God wasn’t responsible for anything.

Don’t be naïve. Since when have I told you I’ve stopped scamming? He knows about me.

ISSUES

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