“Akuela, do you love me?” Aduloge asked searchingly.

“You know I love you, Papa.”

“Then you must do exactly as I say. Go and stay in Abrokwa, your mother’s village, until I send for you.”

“But father, our in-laws have begun the year-long marriage rites. How can you ask me to leave?”

“Listen to me. A man who cannot tell when it’s sunset will stumble in the dark because he carries no lamp.”

“Papa, I don’t understand.”

“Only a slave is shackled with chains. We are free people who determine their own destiny. Leave tomorrow morning… if you love me.”

[100 words]

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