“Hey Nay” I say as she is leaving. “Have
you ever worked on a business sale before?”
“No sister. ”
“You have 3 degrees, you are an engineer
and an accountant and we are chasing documents from some lady who we cant
reached because she dropped her phone in the toilet, in respect of obtaining
leases and permits and licenses to build and operate a power plant and obtain
tax registration for the business operating it when the f*cking thing has been
there for a year churning out electricity. Most business sales are not like
this. This is utterly shambolic. I just want you to know. That
it is a big mess and it has nothing to do with either you or me.”
“Yes sister. It seems untidy!”
“That email I sent before that ended with
“???” wasn’t me being aggressive at you. Jean said it was culturally inappropriate
and I might have offended you. I want you to know how important you are to me
and that I love you and I certainly did not mean to offend you.”
“Of course not. You and me, we are one” she
hugs me and laughs and I cry little.
“Stop working so late.”
“I will when you do sister.”
I cry a little more and she wipes away my
tears with her skirt.
