clearance sale on mobile phones,
and they were selling them at such
a ridiculous price I knew Bongani
and I could flip them in the hood
for a profit. This shop was out in
the suburbs, too far to walk and too
out-of-the-way to take a minibus.
Fortunately my stepfather’s
workshop and a bunch of old cars
were in our backyard.
I’d been stealing Abel’s junkers
to get around since I was fourteen. I
would say I was test driving them to
make sure they’d been repaired
correctly. Abel didn’t think that was
funny. I’d been caught many times,
caught and subjected to my