12. A Bar That Never Closed

The Obsessive Diary · Sep 7, 2025 · 2m

My friends got me out. Realising I was missing from the weekends in Harare they came to see me. I remember Eddy, who wanted to be a policeman one day, sat on the floor in the hall while I faced the priest in his kitchen. He heard me tell the priest that I would report him, and he heard the priest reply no one would believe me, which turned out to be right. But my friends got me out and we went to a Bhundu Boys concert in a stadium outside the city that was too small for the crush, that shut the gates leaving us on the wrong side of a riot. Four stupid White kids in a place they shouldn’t have…