“Come Back Home, My Child”— How My Father’s Plea After Years of Absence Opened Old Wounds I Thought Were Healed”
The phone rang just as the sun was setting over Nairobi. I had been scrolling through old messages, trying to forget the past, when the display lit up with a number I didn’t recognize. Hesitant, I answered.
“Kevin… it’s your father,” the voice trembled. “Come back home. Please, my child… come back.”…CONTINUE READING
