Vite
Inner Core Estate, Eastlands Nairobi (2002) He wore a black baggy suit, about a size and a half bigger. The suit was the old kind that came with shoulder pads, very 80s-esque, but his were worn out and looked like cotton wool was stuffed in the coat. As he clumsily teetered behind her then tripped on an untied shoe-lace dropping his back-pack as he tried to break his fall with his free hand. "Arghh" she sighed as Vite squatted to tie his left shoe-lace. They had been married for 8 years. " Well at least I made it past the 7 year divorce mark , yippee! " Vite thought sarcastically to himself as he collected his back-pack and caught up to Makena, his wife, who had continued walking and was now at their car. "Are you coming or what?" Vite dashed to the passenger side as Makena revved up the car and sped off. She had been driving them for 3 years now. It began around the time Vite got demoted at work and had to depend on Makena's...
