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@Pliam_ Never interrupt your enemy when making a mistake

I think this two ladies will quicken the downfall of NRM regime if left unchecked. What is your opinion on this duo ?

@HonNambooze Ayagala okubeera chairperson wa committee oba omulaba🙌

The leader we chose, trusted, and voted for as President ✊🏿

@josiahjdp Seen and read it already 🙏

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I turned toward him. ”Your teddy bear?” Matthew nodded. ”The one Dad gave me. It had a broken zipper on the back. It was in there. I felt my legs give way. The blue teddy bear. I almost threw it away three times. I kept it in a box because it was one of the few things Matthew wouldn’t let go of as a baby. For six years, that toy had been in our bedroom closet, with a key hidden in its belly. My dad had left a way out. And we lived six years without seeing it. The duty prosecutor arrived twenty minutes later. It was 6:00 PM. The execution was scheduled for 7:00 PM. A single minute could be a whole lifetime. They took Matthew’s statement. My Uncle Ray asked for a lawyer and refused to speak. The warden made calls. Many of them. Quietly at first. Then louder. Then furiously. ”I am not going to carry out an execution if there is physical evidence yet to be located,” he said over the phone. “Yes, I understand the time. Yes, I understand the order. I also understand that a minor has just pointed to the victim’s primary financial beneficiary.” Financial beneficiary. That phrase hit me. My uncle hadn’t just kept the house. He also kept my dad’s auto shop, the truck, the accounts—everything he had supposedly “managed” for us because I was a minor, and Matthew was a baby. He always said: “Your mother ruined us. I’m doing enough just supporting you.” But he was the one who had ruined us.

@josiahjdp What an emotional piece this is!

If you read this one until the end, drop a comment. Anticipate another story soon. 🍿 Till then. See you.

Mom took our hands. ”I was going to die,” she said. “You were going to be left with a lie for a last name. Your dad was going to be left without justice. But we are here.” Matthew swallowed hard. ”Sorry for being late, Mom.” She hugged him. ”You arrived in time.” I started to cry. ”Sorry for doubting.” Mom pulled me into the hug. ”You came back in time.” ”And Dad?” Matthew asked. Mom looked toward the kitchen, where his photo was. ”He waited for us in time.” We laughed while crying. Because it didn’t make much sense, and at the same time, it had everything. That night, we ate dinner in the yard. The newly planted rue swayed in the wind. Mom served Matthew’s plate first, then mine, then hers. Then, as she had done since we got the house back, she put a small empty plate in the center of the table. Not for sadness. For memory. Dad’s plate. At first, it seemed painful to me. Now, it was part of us. A way of saying death doesn’t take someone’s place when the truth keeps naming them. Matthew raised his glass. ”To Mom.” I raised mine. ”To Dad.” Mom raised hers. ”To the children who gave me my life back.” ”You gave it back to us first,” I said. Mom shook her head. ”No. Life isn’t given back like a loan. It’s shared.” After dinner, Matthew stayed to wash dishes. I helped Mom put away the mole. ”Are you happy?” I asked her suddenly. She looked at me, surprised. ”What a big question for someone who’s sleepy.” ”Answer me.” She leaned on the table. ”I am free. Sometimes, that looks a lot like happiness. Sometimes not. But it’s mine.” ”What if you could erase everything?” Her face changed. ”I would erase your dad’s death. I would erase Matthew’s fear. I would erase your years of guilt. But I would not erase the truth. Because without it, we would still be living a life Ray wrote for us.” She looked toward the yard. “I prefer this one. Broken, but ours.” That night I stayed in my old room. The same one where my dad kissed my forehead for the last time. Before sleeping, I opened my nightstand drawer and pulled out a letter. It was one of the first ones Mom wrote me from prison. I had read it so many times that the paper was soft. “Valerie: If one day you doubt me, don’t punish yourself. Doubting is human when everyone pushes you toward the lie. I only ask that you don’t close the door forever. Leave it a little bit open. The truth can enter through there. Love, Mom.”

@josiahjdp Next part please 🙏

”Mrs. Mendoza, the court recognizes that there are sufficient elements to consider that your conviction may have been based on fabricated evidence and grave omissions. An indefinite stay of execution is ordered, along with the reopening of the case and your transfer to a lower-security facility, while the motion to vacate is resolved.” It wasn’t freedom. Again, it wasn’t freedom. But it was no longer death. My mom closed her eyes. I took Matthew’s hand. He asked: ”Is that good?” ”Yes,” I said, crying. “That’s good.” Ray was presented in another room, handcuffed, his hair messy, in the same black suit he wore to “say goodbye” to Mom. He wouldn’t look at us at first. But when the prosecutor mentioned the house, he raised his head. ”The property was transferred to Mr. Ray Mendoza, through a power of attorney, allegedly signed by the accused while she was detained. That power of attorney will also be investigated.” My mom let out a bitter laugh. ”I never signed anything.” Of course not. But for six years, Ray sold furniture, rented the shop, collected bills, and gave us crumbs, saying he made sacrifices for us. I had worked at a pharmacy since I was eighteen to buy shoes for Matthew while he kept my dad’s auto shop. To be continued... To be concluded in the next part.

@Ruthie_tipstar 😭😭😭😭 what a narrow escape!

Hahaha Patel asimattuse.....!!!! But those that picked keenly have feasted so much from major league soccer 🤭

@Ruthie_tipstar Owulidde😭

Same here!🥲

@kirya_ug 🤣🤣🤣🤣

Balaam: “i am here to guide the youth into the right path since i’m their minister”. The youth;

@AsaabaCharlotte We are only two now asaaba aweebwa🤸

So why are we still awake dear????

@MateekaCathy Good night too you

Good night guys!!!!! 😘

@Agatie7 Watching Mancity vs crystal palace game

Why are you still awake???

Buli omu ogobe egigye

@MateekaCathy Do you have enough oxygen or I die for you and you use mine

Good evening guys!!!!!

@Esau_Matsiko @UEDCLTD It's still under new management maybe they will do better

Hello @UEDCLTD I would like to remind you that you’re very useless.

@Agatie7 3, 8 and 2

You have to remove 2 guys. 🙏🏾🔥 1. Gym 2. Sex 3. Alcohol 4. Love 5. Money 6. Social media 7. Music 8. Fame

@hillarytaylorvi Those guys voted for Among

who is the nup mp running for speaker? 2021, we betrayed ssemujju and voted for kadaga. hope we are not repeating the same mistake this time!

@hillarytaylorvi Which opposition?

the opposition is now counting on muhoozi kainerugaba to change the speaker of parliament 🤔🤯

@NewtonAllan6 Kidney swiiii🤣🤣🤣

This perfume costs 25,000,000 UGX. Imagine accidentally knocking it over in the shop… 🥲

@faith_nabushawo At first I thought its muvubuka🤣

@256Rootyherman @SatibetUganda No way it can even go beyond 5 goals

Am seeing a goaless draw