Forbidden Bloom Press

He chose the farm. He chose the isolation. He chose the bull.

Donald is precise about everything — fence lines, water pressure, the angle from a chair to a bed. When he brings his young wife Klaudia to his remote South African farm, there’s no car arranged, no language lessons, no way out. Just Sipho — six foot four, built by nine years of hard land, and the only functional man for forty kilometres in any direction.