How a Firewood Girl Captured the Heart of a Prince Who Came Home to Marry Another Woman

compound at the edge of Umu Ozara, helping her mother arrange baskets of vegetables and herbs under a mango tree.

The house was neat but modest, with red earth ground, a small veranda, clay pots near the wall, and clothes drying on a rope.

The older woman beside Ephoma looked up first.

She was Mama Ngozi, Ephoma’s widowed mother. She was a hardworking continue reading …