Chapter 23

Vincent found his little brother in the living room, drawing a picture. “Dave,” he sat down with him. He took the drawing from the table and held it in his hands. “This is nice. What am I seeing here?”

“You don’t know what you’re seeing and yet, you say it’s nice…?”

Vincent laughed, “No, see it. I just want to hear it from your own words. Come on, tell me.”

“That’s you.”

“Ow?”

“And you’re holding my hand. This is dad—”

“Dad: you mean Dion?”

“Yes, and that is Felicia.”

“Dave, Felicia’s not… Felicia has left.”

Dave naively answered, “Yes, for work. She’s coming back.”

“Mpumi told me that she came, and she left again.”

“That means she’ll come again,” the little boy was denying reality and V