HEALING TAKES TIMES
By the middle of September, Evergreen no longer felt like a place Hannah had moved to. It had become home. The once unfamiliar streets now carried familiar faces. Shop owners greeted her by name whenever she visited the market. Her students no longer looked at her as the "new teacher," but as someone they trusted. Even the elderly women at Grace Covenant Chapel insisted she stop by after every Sunday service for a plate of jollof rice or homemade puff-puff. It amazed her how quickly God could turn strangers into family. One Friday afternoon, after dismissing her last class