Geraldine’s house is right on top of a hill in Matsheumhlope, carved into stones. Geraldine says that in the topmost room you can see most of Bulawayo. Three fountains and two pools. Fourteen rooms and balconies. Fireplaces. Spiraling stairs of stone and teak. Game room with a pool table and a TV in the wall. Geraldine has her own lounge next to her bedroom and Barbie dolls scattered everywhere; a huge dressing table with perfumes and jewelry boxes. Today, there is a braai and swimming and Clem Tholet’s Greatest Hits blaring on the stereo. The girls are all in their bikinis, in the water or sunbathing, smoothing on suntan lotion. The boys are running around playing rugby; the girls giggle whenever a boy passes by. “He’s nice,” “he’s cute,” or “he’s a dof,” they whisper to each other.
