Then the song came on.
And so began Thandi’s obsession.
Thandi bought the cassette anyway. That night, she listened to the live recording. The crowd was small but reverent. Between songs, Eddie spoke softly, almost shyly. Before singing he said: eddie zondi romantic ballads
“Your blood is not a river, Mama. It is a thread. And I have spent my whole life sewing myself back together with it.” Then the song came on