Evi Edna Ogholi - No Place Like Home -

That girl was her.

She turned up the radio. Evi Edna’s voice filled the evening air. And for the first time in her life, Ebiere understood the song not as a lyric, but as a truth: Evi Edna Ogholi - No Place Like Home

“Auntie Ebiere!” one of them shouted. “Is it true you used to live in a glass house in the sky?” That girl was her

But Ebiere had listened too well. She had built a life where the water was clean, but her soul was dry. She had replaced the sound of village drums with the sound of Slack notifications. She had replaced the taste of fresh bush mango with the taste of anxiety. Evi Edna Ogholi - No Place Like Home