Nyasha had just turned 18 years old yesterday and wished her parents were around to celebrate her birthday with her.
She was sitting on her bucket at the borehole whilst waiting for Rutendo her best friend since childhood. Nyasha didn’t understand exactly what caused her parent’s death. She had come back from school when she saw lot of people at her house. Her parents had died, just like that.
None of the elders told her the truth but she promised to find out what happened to her parents.