One Day

“There is no story that is not true,” said Uchendu. “The world has no end, and what is good among one people is an abomination with others.”
— from Things Fall Apart, by Chinua Achebe

Monday is market day in Sampa; I usually wake when I hear Esther stirring and leaving early to sell yams. But today, my 5am alarm went off and I hadn’t yet heard her. I’m usually up well before five myself, but set the alarm anyway out of habit.
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