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Destiny has a way of bring us together…Tseko was looking at the portrait, marveling at the artistry of the hand that brought the images to life. The familiar faces that seemed to whisper that she was looking at herself, yet she knew she was not. The image of the strong and commanding presence belonging to her brother, contrasted the feminine features and contours of the women featured with him. The mysteries of this household she had recently become a part of, echoing on the wall behind which the portrait hung, making her curious about the strange and unfamiliar life her estranged brother had built for himself. With the chance to once again get to know him & reconnect the family cords, once broken, had her curious mind tingling with anticipation. How did her brother manage to have on his kitchen staff a white woman?




