I warned you that the events I describe may not follow any logical sequence and this post probably confirms this. The year 2000 found me in Knysna, South Africa. Karl had been dead 3 years and for once in my life I was quiet alone. The days sped by at a rapid rate and the [...]
The beginning.
I was eleven, Mama had remarried. We still stayed in the old house. Hans, my dear Hans, had died the year before. I never cried when he died. I never cried at the funeral when the little coffin slowly decsended into the cold earth. I did however cry when I was alone in bed. I [...]
