Daphne was sleeping, while Zoey made some coffee for herself. She opened the cupboard to get the coffee, but when she opened it something fell out of it, hit her on her left eyebrow and landed on the jikoni floor.
“Damn it” Zoey muttered. She cowered and picked up the book. “Strange place to hide a book”
She walked to the jikoni meza, jedwali and put the book on it. Then she walked back to the cupboard and took out the coffee. She walked to the coffee machine and put the coffee in the filter.
While the water was running through she walked back to the table. She sat on a chair and opened the book.
“The Lake kwa Daphne Allen” Zoey read. She read everything. It told about the close bond between Martin and Daphne. It told about Martin’s accident, how Daphne was supposed to keep an eye on him, but she failed. She had fallen asleep while Martin was at the lake. When Zoey woke Daphne up Martin was already dead. After that Daphne went on a bender, until Zoey brought her to a rehab.
The last thing Daphne had written was: “I met a nice man today. He reminds me of Martin. I feel like God is giving me a sekunde chance”
Zoey closed the book. She took a deep breath and let the air slowly escape.
“Jesus, Daphne” she whistled admiring.