4 of 5 stars.
This short, interesting “love story” [as defined by the author] emerges from the remnants of a scrapped novel. I would label the tale, a modern folk tale. The quizzical use of the second-person POV is explained by the tale’s relationship to the characters of the discarded novel.
A boy and girl meet and instantly fall in love, a very true love. Six years later, they marry–never leaving each other’s side. They consider themselves One. Everybody considers them One. Even their families note the loss of their respective children for the sake of this One-ness. The two spend so much time so close to each other that they grow together literally with their hair weaving together into inseparable locks.
It takes the couple 4 more years to consummate the marriage and they only grow closer yet. Until, she becomes pregnant. . .
I really like that this tale turns the normal theme of a child representing the one-ness of a couple on its head by being the divider. It’s the unevenness of pregnancy that shows there was never One-ness to begin with–it was all well-meaning illusion. The couple must be separated [from their common locks] to redefine their love.
In short, the tale is lovely.
This tale appears in Okorafor’s anthology, Kabu Kabu by Prime Books.
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