She Waited with a Plastic Bag”

This happened in Nakuru, around 2019.

There was a guy—let’s call him Kevin.

Kevin was a casual worker at a construction site. Some days he worked, some days he didn’t. No contracts, no promises—just hope.

He had a girlfriend, Mary.

Mary sold vegetables at the market. Not big business. Just tomatoes, onions, sukuma—enough to survive.

Every evening, Mary would pack leftover vegetables in a small black plastic bag and walk to Kevin’s place.

No matter how tired she was.

Sometimes Kevin had...