My mother and I still go to the house of Habi. But as weeks fly, I can see mother lessen the wine she drinks before sleeping. However, the Habi Superior says I should remain as a companion on her side.A helper hands me envelopes of letters. All are addressed to my mom and I think these letters are not meant to be sent here in our house.The first letter tells of an elderly seeking assistance to carry his wife’s dead body to a tombstone in the community cemetery. The woman died in her sleep after being fatally ill for a week. Another letter tells about asking the town hall to build more houses of Habi to accommodate other people found with the sickness. Another letter tells of a farmer who had nothing more crop to harvest and they recommend importing goods from the town nearby so the food can be distributed to everyone. At the end of the letter, it says, “Kassia must be angry.” The remaining letters tell about the same thing.However, one of th
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