Head to Okey’s shop as soon as you leave the house, but please, don’t go in your blue shoes; not because your shoes may…

It is just the two of us here. Three, if we count Allah. Five, if we count the two angels guarding me, left and…

This time, it wasn’t the musty smell of black soap and shea butter bound together in one of my Ghana-must-go bags that disturbed my…