Section 39 is right on time…
They decided to share a portion of fish and chips… and ended up braving the cold snap on a bench overlooking the canal by the granary complex. “Which half is your half?’ asked Vernon.
“Iwee, mzungu. The half with vinegar on.”
“Well I can’t taste which half has it.”
“Then it doesn’t matter does it?” said Nsansa triumphantly. Vernon began to wonder who was in fact the philosopher. Nsansa however, unlike Jean Luc, was best without a beard.
Suddenly Nsansa turned towards him deliberately. “Are you serious about moving? Is this the end of us? You don’t have to move away to end it you know. I’m not a chocolate Barbie, all legs and no brain. I’ll cope.” The words tumbled out and fell around him reproachfully like the fragments of a raided piggy-bank.”