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THE ARRANGEMENT

FORTY-EIGHT

Mshibe headed back to work after, and I was driven home. I asked the driver to pass by KFC drive through, I craved some dunked wings badly. I am trying not to think about the three babies growing inside me. We have an appointment next week Tuesday with the gynaecologists. There is this deep happiness I can't shake inside of me as I hold my tummy with one hand, staring at the printed copy of the ultrasound on the other as if I can clearly see what is what

As I walk inside the house, I see Qhawe just seated on the dining table, there is a sandwich before him, and he is not even eating. I feel my heart sinking below my tummy. I put down the staff in my hands on the table and sit next to him