Jacob’s Return XI

"The next time I saw the woman—she never told me her name, and I usually forget to ask her till she is out of my presence—was seven months later. Then, I was already six months pregnant. It was like confirming from the last time that I had taken care of Olivera well, she had healed my womb…I honestly wasn't sure what she did, but I was more than happy to see her. This time around, she had appeared at my doorstep looking like she had just weathered a mighty storm. Her hair had been strewn out of places, and her cloth had been out of sort. She demanded for food immediately she hit the sofa, and Olivera had jumped on her arms. I knew then that the effect of the war was really telling on them. I asked her after I had served her food how the war was going, she had shrugged her shoulders and said fine. That was all the answer and words I got that day. For after she had ate, she had fallen into a deep sleep with her niece in her arms. They had slept for over five hours. Olivera had woken fir