Agnes after the robbery

After two nights without sleep I was thinking more of survival than aids and came literally crawling on my knees into Agnes' shack. For her door was so low that it only reached me to my knees and even though there were large holes in her walls, she spent 20 min to lock the door for fear of criminals and rapists. The last night she was robbed for all the money I had given her to build a coffin for her aids-sick mother.