Christopher's heart bled that night, and he could not sleep. Deborah who used to call him numerous times in a day and send countless messages was now not answering his calls. And she never called him.

— Ayibu Makolo

The problem was not an issue of availability because there were African girls everywhere. Christopher met them in church, in bars and in the cafeteria on the first floor of the Sir Duncan Rice library.

— Ayibu Makolo