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Redemption (Part 10)

By Cynthia Ayeza, Uganda: The morning was beautiful and warm…and still. No birds chirping. Baaba had not woken up after she last slipped in to what seemed like a light sleep. “No one would ever know. She had to protect Patrick”, she thought. The usually siren-laden hospital, with excited voices, coupled with occasional interruptions by a hallucinating patient all escaped […]

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Redemption (Part 7)

By Cynthia Ayeza, Uganda: Baaba shot up into a sitting position, arms suddenly flinging wildly and setting off the beepers on the hospital machines. She began to reach for her chest, then her neck…gasping for air as if she couldn't get enough of it. Baaba began to cry. She was alive. “I am alive. I'm alive…I'm…alive…” she cried uncontrollably. The […]

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Redemption (Part 6)

By Cynthia Ayeza, Uganda: I know I shouldn't have walked out but I had to. We had been clear about the future: no children! Period. I did not love Baaba. I do not think I love her. I am incapable of love – loving – or whatever it is people call it. I like her. But that is just about […]

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