(He moves next to Jacob and we all look up at Miles.
“I’ll help Benga get to the door. You Mates help him out of here.”)
“You got it,” Benjamin answers. “Gently.”
Miles turns and walks back to Benga. “Kuweka mikono yako karibu na shingo yangu. (put your hands around my neck). Mimi nimepata wewe. (I’ve got you).”
With a grimace and a soft moan Benga reaches up and folds his hands around Miles’ neck. Miles lifts him carefully and carries him “cradle-style” to the door, being extra cautious around the uninvited intrusive acacia limb. As he approaches the door, Makali makes a move to reach up for his friend. I gently hold him back. Placing my hand on his shoulder,
“I’ve got him, Amigo.” I take two steps up the camper steps and take Benga in my arms. Benjamin helps me carry him to Miles’ Land Cruiser. “Benjamin, let’s put him in the front passenger seat until we make a bed for him in the back seat.”