29 April 2008
As I was tightening the last screw on the lock I just put into the door I saw “Ouma Nhokoteni” in the corner of my eye sitting on a chair in her kitchen. She was talking to two ladies I have never seen before in Red Hill.
Moments earlier she invited these two strangers into her new home and made them some fresh tea. Interested in what was going to happen next, I continued to fiddle with the lock.