Bertille David-Allahar
As Hurricane Dorian swirled from Abaco on its destructive path, I ventured back to my treasured home. My husband's twisted body lay in the roofless sitting-room of the irreparable ruins, burning sun exposing white maggots crawling in his rotting flesh which stank like an army of dead rats combines with a bucket of human feces.
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