Episode Seven

I have never been a violent person. I am against violence of any kind, against both men and women. When I was in the fourth grade, there was a playground bully called Big Ben. Before we entered the playground we had to pay with lunches or any penny’s our parents had given us. One clumsy …

Episode Six

There’s a saying that goes “There are people you date and people you marry”. I don’t know who said it but it’s true. There was no universe in which Christine and I were dating much less married. I couldn’t see us dating and I sure as hell couldn’t see myself marrying her. For one, I …

Episode Five

I drove around for some time. It was almost 2 a.m but I wasn’t ready to go home. I was bruised, physically and mentally. Physically because my entire body had been tortured all night, by Yaz and by her sister. Mentally because I had undressed Thato a million times in my mind and now I …

Episode Four

I breathed in her perfume and made up my mind. I had to tell Thato about her father. Pastor George’s secretary entered and told the pastor that it was time for them to leave. The pastor said he was sorry that he wouldn’t be joining us for dinner and a debate about who would drive …

Episode Three

I was lost in my thoughts on the way home. Zoe on the other hand couldn’t stop talking about Thato’s sister. Apparently, her name was Yazmine, she was 23 and she was a doctor. My mother had mentioned all that in the introduction but I wasn’t paying attention. Zoe was fascinated. She had “found her …

Episode Two

I spent the next half hour perspiring in my seat. I watched as Thato left the pulpit and disappeared into the congregation that was still standing after her song. I didn’t even see where she went to sit or if she could see me. I was nervous and excited at the same time. The more …

Episode One

The tip was cold. No, not cold, it was wet – definitely wet. Very wet. I knew this because the rest of my body felt warm and this could only mean one thing. I tried to open my heavy eyes but I could barely get them open half way. Still, through my sleepy quarter open …