Daria

Daria karel rolled the rig off the lift at seven. four thousand rand cash. signed his worksheet in my own blood from a paper cut. then willem, karel's apprentice, twenty-one, built like a fence post, took me out to test the new housing on the steep gravel out of citrusdal. second gear. low range. the new housing whined on every turn. body still not ready for the cederberg. drove north anyway.