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Our Mother Is Barren

Mama  joined the group in front of the Pastor. “What is Mama doing!”, Ella blurted. An usher frowned at her, but she went on, “wasn’t the altar-call for barren women?”. “Shh!”, Papa shunned, looking at us. His eyes were like hot-ice. That hot-coldness was there at the birth of the last-born. He had hissed, “girl … Continue reading Our Mother Is Barren