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or the longest time, and I, too, have fallen in love with how she spoke about him. And fate had played a trick on her. Everyone was gone. And still, he did not choose her. These thoughts cloud my head as I walk behind Ara, who was quiet today. She was always chatty and in the mode of jokes, but not today. It seems her head is full too, it seemed her mind was housing the same thoughts that I have, but I don't ask her."Ara, could you wait for me? You are walking too fast." I yelled. She keeps walking, and I call after her two more times, and then

r talk and talk, but I just hoped. it would go this way.Kalenje would want her as his wife, and we will all live happily.As I sat there in thought, not paying attention to what my aunt was saying.One of her sons ran into the compound screaming "Gbali!"screaming, willItWhoasks, SheGbali!!She stood and ran into her hut, and I followed her without asking. It was inside that she had asked the boy who was the first to enter the hurt why he had been screaming that name.And the boy spoke in short breaths. First, he continued to call "global" as he tried to catch his breath."What happened to them?" His mother asked impatiently."They," he repeated as his eyes widened in terror, "are killing people outside." I saw them kill people outside," he added."Quickly let us hurry and leave before they come, my aunt instructed."I watched her carry a few things she needed. and then we followed the back of her hut and went straight into the forests.Kale, her only son, was with us, so I knew she would only worry about her hus

e same stream that passed through Mubaila. And as they talked, I noticed that these people were impe

and one that brought ques