What Resettlement Looks Like When The Gunshots Haven’t Stopped

What Resettlement Looks Like When The Gunshots Haven’t Stopped

There is a tenderness between Fati Bukar and her eldest son, Lawal. When he sits next to her, she holds his hands. As he gets up to leave the room, she asks where he’s going, and he says he’ll be back soon. When Lawal returns and sits across from her, she taps the mat beside her, and he moves closer. She holds his hands again. He says something, and she laughs. The next day, Fati and seven of her children are set to leave the Muna Garage camp fo…