IN HER SHOES
Margaret was stunned upon hearing from her maid, Helen, that it was a Thursday. She had lost a track of the days and thought it was a Wednesday. Ever since she got married, everyday had always looked like every other day because she did the same things every day, it was a life of boring routines. Still in doubt, her eyes rolled over to the calendar on the wall of her room and surprisingly, her maid was right. She wished it was a Monday or Tuesday or at worst a Wednesday, Thursday was too close to a Saturday. Soon, she would see his black face again. Chief would mount on her like a lion on its prey once he arrives on Saturday. He had made her feel like he had married her just to satisfy his sexual craving. His hunger for sex was so insatiable that it kept her wondering why he was never tired, since he had other wives and concubines warming his bed. Chief had chosen to live his life the way he wanted regardless of anyone’s empathy, b