“Jennifer, it’s not that. I’m not rejecting you. I want to talk to you. We have to talk.”“OK,” she said meekly.We went to the basement for... privacy. I went to the couch and indicated that she should lie across my lap, facing me so we could talk. She complied. I gave her a hug and a kiss before I started talking.“Jennifer, you’re my best friend. I love you.”She tensed a bit when I said that.“Please don’t be that way,” I begged. “I’m trying to help us solve our dilemma and move forward. I am not. The sense of fear was overwhelming, these guys whose friends tortured and killed white farmers with impunity were not so keen on being the recipients of torture.I had a look at the truck, It had a steel roof over the cab, which was a nuisance so I set to and unbolted it, leaving the driving seat open to the sky, I threw the roof section and the propshaft in the lorry bed and then we let the prisoners go, except one, a youngster, he looked terrified, smooth skinned, a child, perhaps he could be. "During the silence that followed, Jenny took her wire rimmed glasses off; wiped her eyes; put them back on and looked down. "I believe in my husband and want him to have every chance to succeed. I know he will do a great job if just given the chance. I promise that you will not be disappointed ... with either of us."It was out. Without actually saying: "I will fuck you for the job." Jenny had made it clear."I have already done everything you have asked. What more is there?" Jenny. ’ I reluctantly took my hands from my warm pockets to unlock the door for us. As soon as we were inside I started flipping switches to get everything ready for our abbreviated work day. John took my coat and hung it up in the back with his, then joined me in the kitchen to await his instructions. ‘Is there a bulb out?’ I glanced up to see John with a puzzled expression on his face. He was looking toward the front of the store, which even before the sun was up should have been lighter than it.