Parting

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN

Parting

I hugged Teya took a long look at the dogs and goats and headed for our hut.

Don’t Run!

CHAPTER SIXTEEN

Don’t Run!

I heard Nina’s screams; mine stuck in my throat.

Back to the Bush

CHAPTER FIFTEEN

Back to the Bush

What the screens and doors miss, our resident Girdled Lizard swallows whole.

Coconut Macaroon and Just Nuisance

CHAPTER FOURTEEN

Coconut Macaroon and Just Nuisance

I call them “once-in-a-lifetime” pets.

Our First Road Trip

CHAPTER THIRTEEN

Our First Road Trip

The down pokes out at crazy angles, making the juvenile penguins look kooky.

A Dicey Intersection

CHAPTER TWELVE

A Dicey Intersection

Midway through the crossing; I felt small.

Sleeping With Marilyn

CHAPTER ELEVEN

Sleeping With Marilyn

Our flat is a tad “overdressed” but perfect for our needs.

The Market

CHAPTER TEN

The Market

An easy, breezy morning.

Eureka!

CHAPTER NINE

Eureka!

We didn’t find gold; we found something better, a flat.

House Hunting

CHAPTER EIGHT

House Hunting

We’ll keep looking.

The Mother City

CHAPTER SEVEN

The Mother City

If first impressions are important, and I believe they are, Cape Town is jaw-dropping.

Taking Off

CHAPTER SIX

Taking Off

I’m in an emotional limbo, leaving the familiar heading for the undetermined.

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