C11 Eleven: I am engaged

Time had stopped. That Sinikiwe was sure of as she melted in his arms. The kiss robbed her of her reasoning. At the back of her mind, she was aware of their environment. The sounds of the kids shouting as they played in the shelter, the hooting from the buses and shouts from call boys for customers and the laughter of the street peddlers selling from the sidewalks.

She knew