Oh––isn’t it lovely? That’s the one I want when we are rich!’ Her eyes were bright, her lips parted - Peter Abrahams

Leah left him and he collapsed in a heap. She looked down and spat. The she raised her heel and brought it down on his face.

In that time I had been accused of theft, I had been called all the pet names of abuse reserved by whites for blacks; I had carried heavy loads to the tram stop, and women had conveniently forgotten to pay.

It's because I creep up on people, I creep up on them while their backs are turned. Then suddenly without knowing how they realise, I'm there and they want what's there. Only they can't have it.