I AM GIFT: PROLOGUE
December 1989, Lirangwe With the letter folded in his hand, Gift Mbewe followed the familiar path through the brush, past thorny shrubs and tall grass that whispered as the wind slipped through it. Dust rose softly beneath his feet, and the air carried the dry, bitter smell of earth waiting for rain. He had walked […]
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