Welita, on the other hand, had fought to overcome so many obstacles in her life. She did what needed to be done and made sure her voice was always heard. She was a force to be reckoned with, a tsunami even. Meanwhile, I’d spent my life trying hard to not make any waves. How had I become such a doormat? If I let them bully me or shame me now, then I didn’t deserve her cross. It was time to be a tsunami.
