The relationship that my husband and I had was seriously not normal, most people in situations like this would be discussing funerals and arrangements but us being the couple that we were we were discussing revenge. They say bitter people talk revenge well, I have beyond bitter. Sometimes when something bad happens there needs to be a silver lining to keep you going, something that makes you wake up in the morning, it’s like when you work for a shitty horrible boss that you hate with all your heart but every morning you still wake up and go to work because there is a silver lining, there is that promise that at the end of the month you will receive money in terms of salary it’s the same with me my silver lining was revenge, I knew in the end of it all I would get to see the bastards that robbed me of my son’s life and I would get to end their miserable lives. We sat in my room talking about how useless and how they were the scams of the earth the bastards that killed our son and what we were going to do when we found them. There was a knock at our door while we were still talking it was Victor he said we needed to discuss funeral arrangements, he looked at me and said “baby girl you are going to need to change from the pyjamas, we have visitors” I had forgotten that I was still wearing my pyjamas I told him I would, I took out a long flowy dress and put a shawl over my shoulders and wore a scarf on my head since I had not brought any doeks with me and told Mthobisi I was ready.