Ms Akintobi sneaked into her son’s room. She felt like she had lost touch with him and she needed to know what was going on in his life to assure herself that she was still a good mother.
The sun dipped below the horizon, casting a golden glow over the village as women made their way home from the bustling market and farmers trudged back from their fields.
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