“My daughter is NOT a demon!” Luthando glared at the village elder.
His wife had fled months ago, not able to face the shame brought on their family. He walked home past the local clinic, ignoring the mean looks of gossips along the street.
Classmates pushed her down onto the muddy path, and she ran home crying.
Luthando gently wrapped her in his arms. Calmer then, she looked up and he recalled a poster on the clinic door—Operation Smile, free surgery for qualified children.
Three months later, he gasped as the bandages were removed, the cleft palate gone forever.