Stolen Lives

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The sun’s rays blazed straight through the dirty windows behind Lindiwe’s desk, blasting past the cheap blinds as if they weren’t even there, turning the small room into a furnace. The pot plant on the cupboard near the door was wilting so fast that she fancied she would see it turn brown, wither and die in the next half-hour.
Lindiwe knew she should get up and water it, but she just didn’t have the energy.
Worst of all, the fan had packed up. An hour ago, the motor had started to grind and the blades had slowed. A few minutes later, with a resigned thunk, it died completely. Without the fan’s gallant protection, the air felt like treacle.
Her red blouse clung to her back and she felt sticky all over. She tried fanning herself with the invoice book, but soon discovered the effort of moving it was making her hotter instead of cooler. She dropped it back down on the desk and sat watching the hands of the clock tick over the endless minutes.
Although the office normally closed at six-thi
...rty, she was going to leave at six, as soon as she had dealt with the dark-skinned man who’d said he would be coming back for his passports at that time.MoreLess
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