sir,” the principal answered.
Andile sighed in relief, but his relief was short-lived.
“But she is the only child left at school and my attempts at getting hold of her mother have proved futile. Could you come and pick her up?” the principal requested, with what sounded like Christ-like patience.
“Sure. I’ll be there in twenty minutes,” Andile answered, hanging up.
Why had his daughter not called him herself? Had she lost yet another cellphone? More importantly, he wondered, what had happened to Nobantu? She did absolutely nothing all day, how come she couldn’t even manage to pick up their daughter? He had a few choice words to say to her.
He dialled her number, but the phone just rang. And rang. And rang. Until: “This is Nobantu Makana, I am currently unavailable, but if you leave a message I will get back to you at my earliest convenience.” And then the beep.
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