for.”
For the first time Ayanda felt as if Sipho spoke as himself, not as the image of himself, and she said, “But Egoli Investments is always mentioned as an example of a thriving, successful BEE company.”
He sighed again and shook his head. “Things aren’t always as they seem. I think as a journalist you must know that. Image is such a fake thing; it’s not real at all. I don’t want to be part of some kind of window-dressing. I need all this to be more than that. ”
Ayanda could tell he was deeply troubled. “If you want to talk about it, you don’t have to be afraid that I’ll take it any further . . .”
“I never thought that for one moment, but I’d rather not ruin a beautiful evening with this kind of talk.”
He held up his glass and Ayanda did the same. “Cheers,” he said. “To new beginnings.”
“Yes,” she agreed. Although Ayanda could feel a shift between them, she wasn’t exactly sure what was starting. But somehow she knew it was something important, something good.
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