The Angels Weep
“‘Who is it?’ she called.
‘It is me, Nomusa.’ ‘Juba, my little Dove, I did not expect you!’ Robyn slipped out of bed and crossed to the window. When she opened the shutter, the night was opalescent with moonlight, and Juba was huddled below the sill.
‘You are so cold.’ Robyn took her arm.
‘You’ll catch your death. Come inside immediately.
I’ll fetch a blanket.’ ‘Nomusa, wait.’ Juba caught her wrist. ‘I must go.’ ‘But you have only just arrived.’ ‘Nobody must know that I was here,... please tell nobody, Nomusa.’ ‘What is it? You are shaking—’ ‘Listen, Nomusa. I could not leave you – you are my mother and sister and friend, I could not leave you.’ ‘Juba—’ ‘Do not speak. Listen for a minute,’ Juba pleaded.
‘I have so little time.’ It was only then that Robyn realized that it was not the chill of night that shook Juba’s vast frame.MoreLess
‘It is me, Nomusa.’ ‘Juba, my little Dove, I did not expect you!’ Robyn slipped out of bed and crossed to the window. When she opened the shutter, the night was opalescent with moonlight, and Juba was huddled below the sill.
‘You are so cold.’ Robyn took her arm.
‘You’ll catch your death. Come inside immediately.
I’ll fetch a blanket.’ ‘Nomusa, wait.’ Juba caught her wrist. ‘I must go.’ ‘But you have only just arrived.’ ‘Nobody must know that I was here,... please tell nobody, Nomusa.’ ‘What is it? You are shaking—’ ‘Listen, Nomusa. I could not leave you – you are my mother and sister and friend, I could not leave you.’ ‘Juba—’ ‘Do not speak. Listen for a minute,’ Juba pleaded.
‘I have so little time.’ It was only then that Robyn realized that it was not the chill of night that shook Juba’s vast frame.MoreLess
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