HENDRIK was a real farm lad. Tough he was, and not scared to get down and dirty and do some real hard labour.
He was in matric when he was visiting a game farm with his best friend. It was school holidays, and after a week of riding horses, shooting at some cans, swimming in the farm dam and doing some work, too, Hendrik needed to go to town to buy some smokes, since he had run out. Yes, Hendrik had a rebellious streak about him, too.
On that day, Hendrik was alone on the farm, his friend and his friend’s mom away for the day. Now, anyone who has been addicted to cigarettes knows that craving for nicotine can cloud (excuse the pun) one’s thought process. Instead of being…