The Consignment
“But Damienenko didn’t seem to be in any great hurry to deal with his stowaways. As we sailed southeast into the warmer weather, our faces and arms turned red and then tan. The crew generally ignored us. The only English speakers aboard, apart from Rita and me, were Captain Damienenko, the mate, Bosnitch, and the communications officer, whose name I never knew.Each morning Rita and I had access to the communications room. After failing to raise Fiona at home two days running, I finally got throu...gh to her secretary at Geometrics. Fiona, the secretary told me, had left for Johannesburg. He gave me the Geometrics number down there, but when I called Johannesburg she hadn’t arrived yet, and when I called twenty-four hours later, they said she’d already left. Someone thought she’d gone with some geologists from Anglo-American out to a game park; someone else thought she’d hopped on a plane to Botswana. General confusion. Eventually I gave up and left a message on the answering machine back at Ellis Street, basically telling her that I was okay, that I was traveling, and that when we both got home I was going to give her an explanation for all the things that had been going wrong in our lives.MoreLess
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