They say “hell hath no fury like a woman's anger”. What happens when a man reaches the end of his robe though. I guess he drops it. That's exactly what he did. That was a long time ago. Kaza atones end, King, Dosha, and Bobby on the other, tugging at it as their lives depended on it. Just when it seemed like he'd win, he dropped it. Sending all three of them crashing on each other like a pack of mahjong. The sun was shining on that day, standing above them like a guardian angel, as Matilda would on every other day, not today though. Nana was spending her afternoon in the garden, tending to her only true love.
Fifteen years is a lot of time and whether we like it or not, time brings change. Some are natural reactions we cannot help, most of them though are consequences of our decisions. A
