The Distant Legend

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The timber in the roof of the ancestral house at the edge of the Niger delta moved when Abena Adeyemi slept. She woke each morning to find the beams she had lashed and pegged the night before had shifted three inches to the left, or perhaps to the right, as if the house were breathing in its sleep. Abena was twelve, though her hands looked older, stained with the grey dust of the plaster and...

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