Anthill in our village fireplace

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When Tete Verina, my father’s youngest sister, toured the whole village homesteads before the ceremony to unveil Reuben’s father’s grave, she kept on shaking her head. Tete was full of anger. She said her brothers’ children have killed the village. “Inga vana vauraya dzimba idzi,” she

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