“Festus Amimo married me before my KCSE results were even released. He made me one promise: that he would never allow me to suffer the way my mother did. He fulfilled that promise until God took him away.

His father passed on when he was in Class One. His mother brewed busaa to educate him. When he finally got a job, I told him, before helping me, help your mother and your siblings first.” the widow said, painfully.