Sophia stared at the raindrops as they smashed into the mesh behind the closed louver blades. She knew that because of her weak immune...

The first day I met her, “beautiful” was the last thing on my mind. The dress she had on was terrible and her face told the same story....

The Mpeasem villagers couldn’t remember the last time the sun’s rays were so harsh and Kwakyewaa couldn’t have been more glad. The icy...