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Three months later, the preparations for the union were no longer whispers; they were a mechanical inevitability. Osei’s Ford navigated the familiar potholes of the
By the middle of the fifth year, the “Long Wait” had reached a point of brittle exhaustion. In Kumasi, the harmattan dust of several seasons
Pages 95 & 96 While the foundations of Abena’s resolve were crumbling in the salt air of Tema, Kwesi Dankwa was rebuilding himself from the
Gradually, Abena had created a “Social Exile”; she no longer attended social events. It had started with small excuses. If it were a nursing colleague’s
