Chapter 5. Morning Glory
Zemunke Family House in Lamu Town 1980, The day after
Maskat wept himself to sleep at the courtyard dinner table that night. His left face was smashed into the table’s marble surface, with his jaw jarring and drooling. His hands lay flat to each side in complete surrender, as his body had cried every inch of energy it had.
He stared blankly at a shelf on the corner of the courtyard where wooden-carved anim…
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