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CHAPTER 1 nai Moyo awakened unwillingly from her slumber to the irritat- ing sound of a dog barking continuously in the distance. The racket escalated to an agitated pitch that seemed to grow closer as it grew louder. More dogs in the neighbourhood joined in: barking, yelp- ing and growling. The noise was raucous and broke the stillness of night. Onai felt a spasm of apprehension. This sort of commotion often meant that gangs of matsatsi eHarare were out prowling through the ramshackle labyrinth of Jo'burg Lines where she lived with her family. Her right arm felt like a dead-weight beneath her despito.a spasm of sharp pins and needles. She turned over with drowsy indolence and wiggled her fingers to ease her discomfort. Circulation returned in a rush and for a moment the prickling sensation intensified. She opened her eyes. Thin shafts of orange light from the tower light filtered effortlessly through the leaves of the mango tree just outside her win- dow and through the frayed curtain of her bedroom, throwing peculiar shapes on the wall that seemed to cavort in a synchronised manner. Minwuri happy shadows ... she thought sleepily, closing her eyes in an attempt to go back to sleep. She failed. As she became more alert, she thought again with a sinking feeling that her husband had not yet come home. The absence of loud snores and a pleasant freedom from the stench of alcohol-infused breath told their own story. But still she strained her sleep-heavy eyes in the gloom and reached a tentative arm across the bed. She made contact with nothing, which confirmed her anxiety. Where was he? At that moment, the rickety metal gate standing a few metres from her bedroom window creaked in a characteristic manner. So he's finally back, she thought with irritation as she fumbled for her wristwatch on the battered cardboard box next to her bed. The upside-down con- tainer had staunchly served as her dressing table for almost a year, weathering bedroom conflicts by her side. As she peered at her watch and struggled to make out the time, she heard muted voices and the. PLEASE CAN YOU SHORTEN THE STORY FOR ME ​

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