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It was about 3 in the morning when Mama said, “Nwajulu, bring me a candle from the tray on your father’s reading table.” “Yes, ma,” I answered, and I lazily dragged myself out of the bamboo bed. It was not unusual for her to send me on such errands at odd hours, as she was

  “To have and to hold from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and the health, to love and to cherish till death do us part.” These were his vows to me some hours earlier at the Michigan courthouse. My family was certain that my husband should pay [


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