I didn’t post anything last week because I was thinking. I was seated at my desk at home, leaning all the way back in my chair and staring out the window dreamily. I have a massive wall to wall window that overlooks the verandah of the neighbouring apartments.
Linda (Editor): This story is disjointed.
Me: Did you know that you have to be strong and tall and not pregnant to be allowed to sit on the Exit seat in the plane?
This is what you don’t know about this boy. That when I “met” him some time back, he had just been kicked out of school and he was back home in Majengo slums in Kitui with his grandfather.