“This ridiculous, there has to be something you can do,”
What does he mean? He knows I’ve tried everything. He, of all people, knows how hard I’ve tried.
“He says he made me, that without him I’d still be waiting tables at Wimpy,” I say.
A part of me believes that, but I was always ambitious, I was never going to end up waiting tables in Mafikeng, I always knew what I wanted.
“No, that’s not true, it was your brains and hard work that got you here,” he says.
He doesn’t understand. He’s never had to go through what I’ve been going through for the past year.
I have that appointment with the Captain today. To be honest, I don’t think he’s done anything or is doing anything to help me. All he’s done is tell me to call him the next time the fool shows up at my doorstep.
I need him to prevent him from showing up, not make him go away when he’s already shown up because anything can happen in the 15 minutes it takes driving from the police station to my house.
“Do you want me to come with you?” he asks.
“No my friend, it won’t take long, just signing for a restraining order and that’s it,” I say.
I feel exhausted and angry as I leave the hospital. I’ve done this trip over and over again but it never helps.
It’s good that we are meeting at a restaurant today because I’m tired of the stares I get every time I enter that police station.
The downside, getting parking at Kim Park during lunchtime, it’s a nightmare!
Oh lucky me! That guy is walking to his car. I’ll just wait here for him to drive out so I can park, and it’s just outside Nando’s where I’m meeting the captain.