88. Eight crucifixes

The sun burns down on them when Boeta stops and looks back at the black girl. She looks weak and he wonders whether she can go much further. It was a tiring day. It is a wonder they have reached this place. The pool he has experienced as a placid pool of water, today was a dangerous, churning stream. He worried that they wouldn’t be able to cross the pool alive. They had no choice for they were entrapped by a large group of maniacs who followed them. They had simply no choice as to jump into the water and helplessly deliver themselves to the raging stream.