HANNAH

Sharing my husband with another man was the last thing on my mind.  The man of my youth has taken a woman in his old age, ‘cos  culture permitted it.  A thorn in my flesh was she ‘cos she had many sons while I searched for one.  He loved me still, but not as before....

Tales Of SHE. 

 O! The agony. The pain of being a woman.  My conception had been plagued with rejection and derision. My father desired a child of prestige, one to uphold the family name. This quality could not be found in me, my very essence brought him to  disrepute, I’ll be sold out some day, so why have...