They put him on medication. It would stop the ‘dreams’ as they called them until they figured out what was going on.
For Zeke this was it. They took Thando not once now but twice. Maybe they don’t understand that you are what makes me happy Thando. He did not eat. He hated sleeping: no Thando. Zeke was stuck in a dream with no end.
One day Aunt Emma had an idea. “My church should pray for the boy. We prayer warriors move mountains.” Zeke’s dad carried him thrashing from car to church. No miracle.
Then Zeke heard another conversation.
“James. We’ve made a mistake.”
“He was so much happier before.”
“Is it– is it too late to go back?”
“I don’t think we have a choice.”
“Zeke. How would you like to go to Africa?” He couldn’t stop crying.
They made Zeke eat first. he felt like normal again. Zeke was happy for the first time since Babe Lushaba had decided Thando must go.
Finally Zeke went home. Thando too returned. Boarding school was finished. Holidays were long. Maybe the mlungu isn’t so bad. There are schools all around us. Zeke was home and home to stay. His recovery could begin.
(Zeke’s story is done for now. Maybe some time he will once again join my cast. Until then, look out for Imogen Lee! She’s the newest fictional contributor to 13CK.)