When he finished, the girl pressed her small hand over his heart.
He smiled — the kind of smile that lives in wrinkles. “ E mberego ,” he whispered.
“ E mberego ,” she repeated softly — as if learning a prayer.
And somewhere, beyond the horizon, the woman in the locket smiled too.
E Mberego Info
When he finished, the girl pressed her small hand over his heart.
He smiled — the kind of smile that lives in wrinkles. “ E mberego ,” he whispered.
“ E mberego ,” she repeated softly — as if learning a prayer.
And somewhere, beyond the horizon, the woman in the locket smiled too.