![]() I hadn’t wanted to acknowledge the fact that although she was virtually a stranger to me, I cared deeply about Mama Akosua, my mother, a woman I had seen only a handful of times since she’d been taken from me. ![]() Their close bonds and all the things I was missing out on sat heavily on my heart as I raced through the woods. ![]() It was no wonder I thought I could hear her. Upset even more by my silly imaginings, I pushed that voice away and ran faster. I felt an intense loneliness course through me and without even thinking about where I was headed, I found myself running away from the main house and toward the abandoned chapel.Īs I ran I fancied that I heard Mama Akosua’s voice in my head saying, Turn back. My thoughts kept returning to images of Mama Akosua with Ebenezer and my last glimpse of Mr Walker and his son. ![]() The woods seemed to hold an extra degree of menace today with the green canopy above broken by splashes of red from the setting sun. I dipped into the trees, and as always, broke into a run. ![]()
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