 we were able to make out that my mother was either being accused of not doing enough to keep my father alive or actively trying to kill him through juju. My mother had spent the past two years traveling around the world with my father, seeking chemotherapy, radiation, alternative treatments. And when the doctors said that there was nothing more that they could do, my mother spent sometimes hours and days at a stretch in the church praying and fasting. She fasted her body into half its size.