What I wish I said… by Rebecca Suchi-Otieno

‘Why are you asking me?” shouted Niya. ” That’s not part of my responsibility.” Nyambi watched as Niya stormed off. The outbursts and mood swings were becoming frequent now. We had been told it is part of the grieving process. It’s been two months and emotions were still raw. Nyambi recalled back to the day...

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