Year of the Lilies

Torrid Season

The Hut

Altsas

Mavli

MY FACE FEELS TENDER. Like cooked meat especially my right cheek. My right eye is swollen and sore. My mouth is bleeding and I'm sobbing.

I sit at the corner I sat yesterday night and early this morning. I rest my forehead on my knees and wrap my hands around my legs. I cry loudly not minding that there are nine other people in the hut.

I cry till my throat stings and gets really sore and till my ...