The Story of Leslie and Brad’s Predestined Relationship

Although this story puts us ahead of the timeline by about a decade, it feels important to share it here. After Leslie’s father died in 2001 in Johannesburg, we were cleaning out an old closet in her parents’ house, and I found the painting, which had turned yellowish brown with age but was still clear enough to make out the features. While she was debating about whether to keep it or purge it, I stared at the painting, surprised by how much it looked like me as a young boy. Read More