Relational Journies
By Tashinga Wazara, Zimbabwe: Yolanda and her father, John are standing in the room by the door. George is outside waiting for them to open for him. Yolanda’s father is the one who called him, telling him that he needed help carrying some stuff in the warehouse but he was lying. It was a trap. As soon as he walked […]
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By Tashinga Wazara, Zimbabwe: Audrey, Yolanda’s mother was a lecturer at the University in the Law Department. Her husband, John, was a policeman. He worked as a special crimes detective and he was never home. He would leave home at 5am before Audrey even woke up and he would be back home around midnight everyday. He was married to his […]
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Yolanda stood frozen in the middle of the room, match stick in hand, in complete and utter shock. How had her father found her? She had been careful. She had paid for the warehouse rental in cash. There was no paper trail. She had made sure she left her mother’s phone at home in case the police found out she […]
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By Tashinga Wazara, Zimbabwe: I open my eyes slightly. I don’t recognize where I am. I open them wider and try to look around but nothing looks familiar. I try to move but I can’t. I look down. I’m sitting on a chair, my legs and arms bound. I can hardly move. I try to speak but I feel a […]
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I have been betrayed. Not only that, but I have been betrayed by someone whom I trusted; someone whom I loved. This person has been having an affair with my fiance right under my nose. I found out through texts that I saw on his phone and I have been stalking them for a couple of weeks since then and […]
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My alarm goes off. It’s 6 am. I turn it off ceremoniously because it hasn’t served its purpose. It was supposed to wake me up but the problem is I haven’t slept all night. I couldn’t. I have been relaying this “plan” over and over again in my mind. My heart has been racing. I have been restless, sweaty, on […]
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… 'I'm sorry baby girl but I'm gonna have to kill you.' I screamed and said, 'No Daddy wait! You don't have to do this!' Tendai also shouted and said, 'No Stan, don't kill her please,' and my Dad looked at him and said, 'Why not? Why should I not kill her?' Tendai replied, 'Because, because I love her.' In […]
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'Wake up Farai, wake up' I kept repeating to myself in my head. I had concluded that everything that had happened in the last half an hour was not real. There was no way it was real. Today was supposed to be a good day. I was meant to get to my father's house and he was supposed to welcome […]
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Having a secretary like Lydia, with her light skin and thick braids was always going to be a problem, one that I inherited from my predecessor. She swayed in and out of my office day after day, her fully formed curves threatening to burst out of her tight skirts. I hadn't always looked at Lydia like that, but then again […]
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About two years from the time my father turned me away at his doorstep, I was at University and while I was busy browsing through Facebook I got a friend suggestion for Stanley Museta. It was my Dad. I clicked on it and started going through the pictures. That's where I saw pictures of Farai, his eldest daughter. I tried […]
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