In his family compound in Accra, Ghana, Irene said goodbye to her 14-year-old son.
“Now, Jasper Jr., I want you to be careful about who you talk to. Your father has arranged for a chauffeur to pick you up at the airport in San Francisco. Always stay with him, and don’t wander off, like I know you like to do. Do you understand?”
“Yes, Mommy.”
“Don’t forget to visit your auntie in Oakland and your cousins in Antioch. And before I forget, take this bottle of palm wine for your uncle. Your daddy will know where he is staying.”