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Chapter 32: Evie Evie got ready for her interview. She was so anxious, she still had four hours left, yet there she was, standing ready, sweating inside her home. She decided to spare the air-condition for this day, it wouldn’t do to get undressed or stay like that and get sweaty. She paced up and down, then realised it would be stupid to do the same for three hours. She decided to occupy her mind. She picked up a Nnedi Okorafor novel, one of her favourite authors. She hadn’t realised how much she’d like afrofuturism before Horace had suggested it to her, but now she was a devoted fan, reading everything she released. Evie didn’t really feel African, her parents themselves having been born in Greece. But it was a faraway heritage that she was proud of and liked reading about. Representat