She smiled while the child stopped breathing.
I am telling his story ecause people keep asking why the old palace is locked, and why no one goes near the dry river at night. I was there. I saw what happened. I did not understand it then. I do now.
This happened when I was young, in a small town in West Africa. We had a queen. She was not born a queen. She married the king when he was already old. When he died, she stayed.
People called her Mother of the Land. They said she was kind. They said sh...
