Spaces, faces and places
They met at Ko’Spotong in Ghandi Square, Eve suggested it, although she could never remember what it was called for the life of her. They sat at a wooden bench, Eve sipped on a gin and tonic and Nto had a heineken. There was smoke …
For Eve the dynamics of their relationships had changed irrevocably. She could not give as freely as before and found herself pushing the bile of resentment down, forcefully willing it away without much success. She had presumed them to be on the same footing and …