THE SHAMBA BOY
At least I was sure of her.
Alicia handed me her business card and we walked back into the house.
“I wanted her to show me cows, she has some nice cows, great farmer. I should borrow some tips from her.” Alicia told Jackson. Jackson smiled and told her, “It is ok, but who will stay with them? You have a lot of work.”
“I will hire a shamba boy.” Alicia said, looked at me and smiled, and proceeded to the table where they had their meeting.
I remained with Jackson on the table room who began to tell me of his exploits as a KDF officer in various missions outside Kenya.