Twaalf jaar gelede het ons vir Mina en George in Kleinmond kom kry. Elke dorp het mos maar sy probleem met bergies, en die afgelope paar jaar het Kleinmond se probleem groter geword. Maar Mina en George was seker ons bekendste en geliefdste ‘paartjie’. Mina met haar regop ruggie, en George al slingerende oor die pad, as hy hoogtrap as die Rooiproppie trek.

Vir lank was hulle woonplek in die bosse in die digte fynbos hier onder, naby ons huis, en het hulle paadjie tussen drankwinkel en boshuis by ons huis verbygeloop. Vir ‘n hele ruk het ek gereeld vir Mina haar R7 gegee vir hulle ‘stofie se paraffien’, totdat ek op ‘n dag besef het sy is die stofie en die Rooiproppie (wat toevallig R7 kos) die paraffien. Toe is ons maar weer terug op net kos as ek hulle sien. Sy noem my Juffrou, om een of ander…

Oh the Charm of the Sociopath. The seductiveness, the right words said, the professions of love, and all their achievements. The talks of a wonderful life spent together. Their tendency to be engaging, verbally facile. The Sociopath is unlike anyone you have ever met before. They are your soul mate. The One you have been looking for.

Such amazing memories made. The incredible sex, the hours upon hours of conversations, simple seductive text messages. Maybe even words of love posted on social media accounts. Your Sociopath is just simply perfect. Their Charm is so believable. Their words, their passion unlike any you have heard or felt before. And all this happens so quickly. You find yourself opening up your heart & soul to them unlike any person before them. You have constant thoughts of them, you cannot wait to see them, or hear their voice. You smile when you see…