Lower Zambezi

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Nandi’s POV Wiza has been driving for over two hours now. I have enjoyed the good selection of music Jason has installed in his player. This is actually the first time I am in Jason’s pickup. Whenever Wiza has a clear view, he turns and looks at me with a smile I have never seen. I am happy to be spending this time with him even if it is driving to nowhere to see land. I pick up my phone from the space between Wiza’s seat and I. It is 3:30pm, only a few minutes before it is time for Audrey and the rest to start off. Surprisingly, she has not texted or called me, that is very strange. But I am not complaining, all I want is too spend time with my man. “Do you plan on living this far from town?” I ask while looking out the window. “Not really.” He says. There is something off abo

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