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le ek kaal voor jou neer
Selfs die spinnedraaitjie geluk
wat tergend aan my hart bly ruk
Dit als in blattante naaktheid aan jou uitgelap
En met jou stilreply het ek my hart vertrap.
E-pos my as kommentaar gelewer word
Rapporteer foute/ongewenste inligting rakende die gedig
Stuur e-pos aan vriende aangaande hierdie gedig
Nuutste werk ingestuur binne die afgelope 7 dae
deur Rachelle du Bois
As she sat down on her suitcase, despair almost overwhelmed her. The events of the past week should have prepared her for something like this – this old house with this overgrown garden in this godforsaken little town in the eastern Free State of South Africa, which was left to her by a grandmother she had not known existed. But as she steadily began uncovering the secrets of her granny’s and her mother’s past, she found her destiny here, irrevocably linked to her smouldering neighbour, Julian du Toit. He'd made a promise to her grandmother that he fully intended to keep.
