DEAD LOVE By Oduor Jagero

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After the call, and without thinking again, Festus, my only son, took the glass, half-filled with hydrogen cyanide, studied the highly noxious solution for a minute or two, and then ignoring the repercussions, he took it all in one swallow. The papers and gutters and the bloggers went ballistic. Mainstream press slightly toned their language; […]


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Still in love with her. Everything about her takes his breathe away. Every memory he has of her safe in his brain in colours and hues the world has to offer. He has bright memories filled with colours of the rainbow of the games at the park,walking by the sea and kissing on the trees. […]