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Chapter 18 Choosing Again
The first morning back in Accra, Kojo woke up to the smell of coffee - strong, bitter, the kind Ama drank when she was trying to stay grounded.
He padded to the kitchen in socks, unsure if he was welcome, unsure of anything anymore.
Ama stood at the counter, stirring her mug in silence. She glanced at him when he entered - not coldly, but n
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