‘They are not looking, the bathroom in 5 minutes.’Those were the messages I lived for. Chisomo worked as hard as he played. Played I mean sex. He always had condoms starched in weird places. At first I was shy to carry them but then I got used to our Stolen Moment that I didn’t want to miss any opportunity.In days where he would be busy, messages will follow each other in intervals and I was loving being loved. I even lost words to describe what he was doing to me. One brick at a time he removed that wall that I had built. I was slowly forgetting my life with Joseph, but not Asante. She communicated from time to time and I deposited money on the card frequently, although she didn’t use it much. Their neighbour was helping us. They had moved to a high density suburb, but she was adjusting. Her neighbour made it easy for us to communicate and for the money to be safe. At her age she was doing well I think running away from home at that time helped her as she saw life in a different l

“We did a great job ladies let us celebrate.” It was the day before the wedding and we were with the mothers but we had moved to my old room. It was fun as we were talking about girl stuff. “I knew we were going to pull it off with Maya here, controlling everything. You are supposed to be the manager as well or your boyfriend is teaching you the ropes already?” There we go, Samantha had to open her mouth. “I knew you were dating, and you didn’t say anything to me. I suspected, but I didn’t expect to be the last one to know.” My sister looked so hurt but she had to know why I was uncomfortable telling people about my relationship. I was glad Mphatso answered on my behalf. “Do not blame her, Nthanda, she is coming from a complicated marriage, and advertising her love life will be the last thing on her mind. Coming from a broken marriage at her age is not what she had imagined. She had dreamt of having a family for a while but it all went out the window. Do you think she doesn’t w