Читать книгу Invisible Earthquake - Malika Ndlovu - Страница 25

3rd May, 00h05

Tonight I sit in the same Lazy-boy chair that I occupied so often in those last weeks of pregnancy, facing in exactly the same direction, pre-occupied with the same distraction – TV. Hours pass as my chest quietly gets heavier and heavier, till I have to switch the TV off. Silence settles in the darkened room. Finally I allow the sadness to sink in.