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The Nasty Breakup
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@Mwebe3362
It has been a long time since we last spoke. Josephine and I parted on uncomfortable terms. She had packed her suitcases and lined them in the garage behind the stacked tools. I did not stop her, but she kissed me goodbye and left. A Uber had parked on the worn cement sidewalk. It was waiting to take her to the train terminal downtown.
Deep in my heart, I knew that Josephine was gone. She was the best friend, lover, and confidant. I sat on my dim-lit porch, wondered what had gone wrong. Of course, some issues had cropped up.
A light breeze cascaded into the dark evening. Nzitonnya trees lining our driveway swayed as a light wind blew over them, their crimson flowers beautiful as ever. As I stared at Primo, our feline, curled in her fuzzy bed, and fond memories arose in my heart.
Every year, we had hiked in the evergreen Mpanga forest in Mpigi, 50 kilometres west of the capital city of Uganda. We always camped here to meditate and relax. It was a clean, serene environment, and the equatorial habitat was God-given, and its beauty and clean air attracted local and international tourists. We always picked lots of wild mushrooms, fruits and herbs. It was one of our hobbies.
Then, we had found a sickly, hungry cat abandoned...
@Mwebe3362
It has been a long time since we last spoke. Josephine and I parted on uncomfortable terms. She had packed her suitcases and lined them in the garage behind the stacked tools. I did not stop her, but she kissed me goodbye and left. A Uber had parked on the worn cement sidewalk. It was waiting to take her to the train terminal downtown.
Deep in my heart, I knew that Josephine was gone. She was the best friend, lover, and confidant. I sat on my dim-lit porch, wondered what had gone wrong. Of course, some issues had cropped up.
A light breeze cascaded into the dark evening. Nzitonnya trees lining our driveway swayed as a light wind blew over them, their crimson flowers beautiful as ever. As I stared at Primo, our feline, curled in her fuzzy bed, and fond memories arose in my heart.
Every year, we had hiked in the evergreen Mpanga forest in Mpigi, 50 kilometres west of the capital city of Uganda. We always camped here to meditate and relax. It was a clean, serene environment, and the equatorial habitat was God-given, and its beauty and clean air attracted local and international tourists. We always picked lots of wild mushrooms, fruits and herbs. It was one of our hobbies.
Then, we had found a sickly, hungry cat abandoned...
