Love, death and a
stranger in town.
I had never seen my sister smile like this since the death of her
husband Tom. I wondered what is it that could make her glow like this. We sat
at our usual round table close to the fish pond where we had a clear view of
the sunset and a fresh breeze of air blowing all of us. I poured tea while I waited
for her to share the good news. ‘’I have never seen such a gentleman in a long
time’’ she spoke in soft happy voice. ‘’I met him on my way from leaving Mrs Greenwall‘s
flowers. He offered to walk with me and since it was morning and I was not in a
rush I said yes. We introduced each other our conversation led to us passing by
11th avenue coffee shop for a cup of coffee. He is good with words
and woman, she laughs. Maybe it’s because I have not been around man for a long
time. We made a date later tonight I will be meeting him at the old restaurant
close to the old train station.’’ ‘’ So how does this prince charming of yours
look like?’’ I asked. ‘’He is a medium, long nose, brown eyes and was wearing a
brown coat’’.
Mrs Khumalo was a close friend of my mother. Since we had no mum
anymore she was the only mum I was left with. I had to rush to her home because
she needed my help. On arrival there was a police car outside her gate. When I entered
the house the police man was leaving. ‘’Are you alright mum’’ I asked her. ‘’Yes
I am dear’’ she answered calmly. ‘’What was the policeman looking for?’’. ‘’I was
giving him a statement’’. What statement? I asked. ‘’Well I guess I am a
witness to a murder’’. We made our way
to the couch and she continued‘’It happened this morning, a young lady was found
murdered at the old train station. I happen to go there every morning as a
memorial to my late husband. There is usually no one there every morning except
for myself. I know this because I have been going there for the past 13years. Today
I was not alone, as I made my way to my usual spot I met a gentleman I had
never seen. He was medium, long nose and he had brown eyes and was wearing a
brown coat. Later on today I received a call from the Police telling me they
found a lady murder at the old train station.
It all ran like a movie in front of me. I quickly asked for the phone
and I called home. Ring ring the phone rang but no one picked it up………
written by Hawulethu Dube
a saxjaz7 production
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