Sometimes There Is A Void (2011) - Plot & Excerpts
Gugu and I. To see the Bee People in the Eastern Cape and my mother in Lesotho as usual. We are still in the Gauteng Province, driving towards the border with the Free State Province when I stop under a highway bridge to pick up a hitch-hiker. I have this dangerous habit of giving rides to people stranded on the road, especially if they look indigent. I have been rightly warned against it by my family and friends, and I have often promised that I would stop doing it. The concerns for my safety are legitimate because we know of instances where motorists have been robbed and even killed by hitch-hikers. In this case, the hitch-hiker is a thirty-something white man, a bit unkempt though his blue jeans and shirt are clean. He is on a journey, yet he is not carrying a bag or anything else, which is rather unusual. ‘Where to?’ I ask. ‘Welkom,’ he says. Welkom is a gold mining town many kilometres off the N1 freeway in a different direction from where we are going. ‘We are taking the Bloemfontein route,’ I tell him.
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