Consensual or not, the result was the same, and walking through her nightmare alongside her has not been easy. Pregnancy forced her to leave college and with it her dreams for the immediate future. Upon returning to her childhood mud home in the bush and to her mentally challenged mother, she quickly found herself fleeing for her life from the wrath of her brother, who threatened to kill her for becoming pregnant - as if this was what she wanted. Seeking refuge in the home of a distant cousin, she dragged herself to a bush clinic monthly with the money we’d given her. While gazing at her swollen belly from across the room, the inexperienced nurse nodded that things appeared as if they were going well and dismissed her with nary a touch. When she became sick, the selfsame nurse determined it was malaria and overdosed her with quinine, nearly terminating the pregnancy.
A week later, under the expert watch of the Kijabe Hospital staff, Mary and company were discharged, alive, healthy and grateful.