Good Riddance by Chinyere Obi-Obasi

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The reminiscences before the plane crash were raw like a second ago. The flowers, the gifts, the unhurried, lengthy and intense love making and the after head-to-toe spasms then the unprovoked beatings, the marks you couldn’t cover, the izal disinfectant smelling hospitals, the pity looks, the fleeting, impatient and sudden death sex and the cruelest daily words that pricked like thorns. therefore, as she looked at the sympathisers, she smiled inward but wailed outwardly.

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