…The screaming began just after dark. It rolled around the surrounding mountains, ricocheting off stark cliff faces, and tearing deeply into one’s soul. We paused, food half way to our mouths, and stared at each other. There was no need for words. Everyone was accounted for. We were all seated at the table. My wife Nisha, our two children, and Nisha’s brother – the doctor. All safely behind the tall, protective fences of the kraal…

…Excerpt from, “The Mad Woman Of Cayenne Flat”.

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