was it. Being with my dad was like
watching a web series. I’d get a few
minutes of information a few
minutes at a time, then I’d have to
wait a week for the next
installment.
—When I was thirteen my dad moved
to Cape Town, and we lost touch.
We’d been losing touch for a while,
for a couple of reasons. I was a
teenager. I had a whole other world
I was dealing with now. Videogames
and computers meant more to me
than spending time with my
parents. Also, my mom had married