I imagine that Uyinene had plans for that day. That she couldn’t wait to receive her parcel and get started on that assignment that was due or try out the lunch special everyone had been raving about at cocoa-cocoa wah-wah. I imagine she had had her day planned out to the tee and dying in a post office was not on the list. I remember when I first saw Uyinene’s face. She was smiling and just abo…