“My mother just didn’t understand. She imagined I was waiting for some knight in shining armor to come sweep me off my feet. And while that would be nice, that wasn’t it. Half of the men I met cared more about themselves than me. And the other half cared more about me than us.” I just started reading The Wolf at Number 4 by Ayo Tamakloe-Garr as part of the StoryGraph Reads the World Challenge for Ghana. If you’re doing this challenge, what did you pick for Ghana?