The Cannibals of Caliba 06

Days passed in a blur and the night descended quickly. Bona stared out from the window of Mari's hospital

room, lost in thoughts trailed back from the past. He remembered how he had swore to protect her and be

with her. Now, he could not put a name to their relationship.

"I wish, how I wish," he thought aloud though barely above a whisper.

He was indeed surprised at how composed he had been when he laid eyes on her dressed in a white camel skin

from their hiding place. She had stood out from the crowd despite her drugged-induced state.

"She always has" he murmured.

Turning away from the window, he glanced at her. Her natural afro laid rigid against the pillow, her lashes of

warm chocolate rested on her cheeks. Moving towards her, he noticed her parched lips part as she breathed

deeply. She quickly filled up a cup and placed it by her bedside. He sometimes feared that she had died in her