the cool guys with their girls. So I’d
assumed I wouldn’t be going, or if I
did go it wouldn’t be with a date.
I had two middlemen working
for me in my CD business, Bongani
and Tom. They sold the CDs that I
copied in exchange for a cut. I met
Tom at the arcade at the Balfour
Park mall. Like Teddy, he lived
nearby because his mom was a
domestic worker. Tom was in my
grade but went to a government
school, Northview, a proper ghetto
school. Tom handled my CD sales
over there.
Tom was a chatterbox,
hyperactive and go-go-go. He was a