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

Rice, yam, palm oil, and some medicine from the palace clinic.”

“Why?”

“Because I wanted to.”

Mama Ngozi looked around. A woman passing with a bucket had already slowed down. Someone had already seen too much.

Mama Ngozi quickly opened the gate.

“Please enter before the whole village carries this matter on their head.”

Inside the compound, Ibuka placed continue reading …