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Thabi Majabula
This is a work of fiction. The characters and events portrayed in this book are fictitious. Any
similarities to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental and not intended by the author.
Zoleka walked slowly into the grocery shop, and looked about. It was big, well stocked, and busy.
She nodded, the owner was obviously doing very well for himself. The shop doors closed, and a
voice on the intercom encouraged customers to finish up, as the store was closed. Zoleka
approached the manager's office.
“Excuse me, no one is allowed there,” said a security guard.
“I'm here to see Mister Toms,” said Zoleka.
“He doesn't see anyone without an appointment.”
“He'll see me. Tell him Mrs Toms is here.”
“Toms, Toms, Chinedu Toms, your wife is here,” shouted Zoleka.
One of the security guards made to escort her out of the building, she struggled and kept shouting
that Misters Toms was there to see Mister Toms. A second security guard took hold of one of her
arms, while the first held her other arm, then they lifted her and started for the door.
“Wait,” said a man. The security guards and Zoleka turned to look at the speaker.
He was tall, about six foot two, dark, big-built, with a rugged north African look. Zoleka was
disappointed. She had expected someone more handsome.
“Are you Mr Toms?” she asked.
“What do you want?”
“To see my husband. If he has a problem seeing me, I could get home affairs to look into...”
“Let her go.” Zoleka found herself on her own feet.
“Come with me,” said the man. Zoleka followed him into the office. There were three men in there.
The man that she had followed spoke to them in a language that she did not understand. They
looked at her, at the man, and left.
“Sit down,” said the man.
“I'd rather not,” said Zoleka. The man moved close to her, towering intimidatingly over her five foot
seven, medium sized build.
“I don't know what game you're playing, but it stops now. You are not my wife,” he said. Zoleka felt
her blood boil.
“Don't you dare speak to me as if I wronged you, when you're the one who married me without my
knowledge!” she shouted.

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