New Rockville

New Rockville

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[Unedited] In the year 2000, on the 30th of November, the worse tragedy had happened in the Mazibuko family: Two deaths, that had caused the family a great grief, a grief that lasted for 6 years. ~ "I curse your newly conceived bastard to become a spectacle, a spectacle that will cause you the most engraved nightmare! A nightmare that is worse than the Ganuku situation." -Ezra uttered on her dying bloody bed, to her husband. "Take that back! Take that back?!" He pleaded with his dying wife and that's when Ezra let go with an evil smirk. That was the event that kept haunting Babu Mazibuko for most of the days of his living years. When he learned in 2006, that his second son that was conceived out of wedlock was a normal boy, he couldn't wait to bring him home to meet his siblings. Little did he know that simple act was going to manifest his worst nightmares. [Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Nothing in this book depicts any real life events. Everything is the work of the author's imagination. The location and the characters in this book are all fictional. Thank you. And depiction of reality, is merely a coincidence.] [Warning: This novel covers topics of abuse, misogyny and prejudice. Read with caution.] ©All rights reserved for Mandla Mathenjwa.
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