Mugambi listened intently to the drum message from the neighbouring village.
It was from his brother Mwaka.
The sound was loud and clear, coming from the drum his father and brother had made together.
Sighing heavily Mugambi shrugged his shoulders.
He couldn't understand it.
Why didn't Mwaka just use a mobile phone like everyone else?
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