Zwelami is still recovering from the hospital. Zizwe and I go there twice a day. But I always stand outside during visiting hours. I always feel like I'm invading their privacy by being in the same room as them. I'm practically a stranger in Lami's life.
"You don't have to stand out here. Lami would want to see you." Zizwe argues for the third time this week. But I don't want to. He makes it sound like my reasons aren't valid because I'm not good at arguing like he is. And when he told me he was on a debate team in high school, it didn't really come as a shock. When I asked why he didn't become a lawyer he laughed the question off. I got the feeling he doesn't want to answer it. So I just kept quiet and let him. At some point I'll have to press him for details. I'm starting to feel like
