#Chapter26

They move down a narrow passage towards the room at the back of the house, a blanket hangs from the empty door frame, cutting the room off from the rest of the world, the pastor pushes it to one side, and they enter the room. The figure lying on the bed shocks Veronica, the eyes are sunken into his skull, the once muscular frame has now been reduced to skin and bone, the man she once knew has been ravaged by age and the sickness and she knows that he hasn’t got long to go.

“Dada, the woman is here.”

The old man’s head turns in the direction of...