Wessel Ebersohn

So I finally read The Classifier. You have to understand that I wouldn’t have, except that Ebersohn dropped me as his subject matter to write it.

When I finished, Rosa asked me what I thought.

I didn’t answer at first, but she kept on at me. Eventually I had to say something. “It’s okay,” I said.

“The book’s okay? Is that what you’re saying?”

“No. I’m saying it’s okay that he dropped me to write it.”

“I see,” she said.