ENZO KING
THE DAY NANDI LEFT EXNZO
“Honey, I’m home!” I shouted as I entered our house. I put the keys and phone on the coffee table and left my laptop sleeve on the couch, heading upstairs.
“Baby, where are you?” I called out, entering our bedroom. “Nandi, why are you not answering me? Where are you? I want to tell you about the trip to Cape Town. Well, it is a business trip to Cape Town. I have an important meeting with a potential client, but I would like for you to go there with me. We could spend the rest of the weekend there and perhaps go to the beach, what do you think?”
I said all of that while undressing for the shower. Nandi is still not responding. Where could this woman be?
I walked into the bathroom, looked everywhere for her, even in the walk-in closet, she wasn’t th
