Life can be cheap in Africa, and this weekend my parents experienced it firsthand. 50/50, my dad said. It was 50/50 as to whether they would come out alive or would be found dead together, husband and wife, lying side by side in a pool of blood in their own bathroom.
I know this is shocking, but I am going to tell you like it was. This weekend we could have lost our parents to murder. But we didn’t. By being submissive and co-operating with the armed intruders and possibly with an army of angels looking over them, (for you mom!) they were allowed to live. Many others in their small farming district, however, have not been so lucky.
It was a normal Friday night on the farm. The stars were out and the nightjar was calling. The thousands of frogs nearby were in…
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