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girl's composure and she wept uncontrollably. She had gone to<br />

work knowing that her mother-in-law (by h£r common law marriage)<br />

had been hauled out of bed to face the authorities at the office.<br />

Until she saw the curtainless windows and, finally, their rags<br />

strewn around in the backyard, she had not thought the visits in<br />

the small hours of the morning to be anything more than little<br />

inconveniences that were an integral part of a black person's life.<br />

The stranger stood at the corner of the house, taking in<br />

everything slowly. The dilapidated state of the furniture and the<br />

piles of rags, the extreme poverty that he was witnessing did not<br />

shock him, because it was part of his life too. He had come upon<br />

such desolation a million times in his life and perhaps he might<br />

have come through it too. What made his heart bleed more than<br />

anything was the realisation that he had contributed to everything<br />

that he saw before him. Where would these people go if he took<br />

their home from them? It had been stupid of him to think that he<br />

would be given a vacant house. There simply was not a single<br />

vacant house in the whole of Soweto. That was why people stayed<br />

on the waiting list for houses for decades. He had thought that he<br />

could avoid waiting for eternity, when more houses would be built,<br />

by paying to be considered whenever a house became vacant.<br />

Those who had tricked him into causing anguish to this poor family<br />

had assured him that houses did become vacant. He had not<br />

delved deeply into what they said and had been only too pleased<br />

when they took his money. His idea of an empty house was, say,<br />

that people there were leaving of their own accord. The shock<br />

wave of 'seventy-six, the year of the tumults, had sent many a<br />

timid soul packing for the sleeping countryside. He also knew that<br />

there were many lonely old people with no one to look after them,<br />

who kept their houses on doles so that they might at least die<br />

under a roof and not like dogs, in the wilderness. These derelict<br />

hurt, J>S were only too prepared to accept young couples who<br />

would t-^ke over their houses and give them shelter and food until<br />

death arrived to deliver them from unrewarded lifetimes.<br />

The thought that a whole family would be thrown out to make<br />

way for him had never entered his mind. It was immoral and he<br />

would not be a willing party to it. He wanted his money back and<br />

he would add to it to build himself two small rooms in the backyard<br />

of his home and wait there for eternity. They were still childless<br />

and by the time they were really forced by circumstances to leave<br />

home something might have cropped up for him or he might have<br />

saved enough to have a room built for him on the new thirty-year

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