African literature

This is another old story. Let me know what you think.   She held the mirror away from her body so she could see as much of it as the little square of it would allow. Her face was flawless, her skin was radiant and the wrapper tied around her waist hugged her curves just right. She smiled at the reflection of herself. Her mother’s voice brought her back to earth, “Awero! Answer me and let us go o!” Awero took one final look in the mirror and made her way to the front of the house. “I am sorry, Maami,” she said. “I don’tRead More →