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Chapter 39 (291)

Chapter 40 (294)

Chapter 43 (329)

Tell me what's going on! Laila said. She had propped herself up on her elbows. The doctor took a breath, then told Laila that the hospital had no anesthetic. But if we delay, you will lose your baby.

Zalmai was two now. He was wa a plump little boy with curly hair. He had small brownish eyes, and a rosy tint to his cheeks, like Rasheed, no matter the weather. When Laila was alone with him, Zalmai was sweet, good-humored, and playful. He liked to climb Laila's shoulders, play hide-and-seek in the yard with her and Aziza.

Earlier, when they had met Tariq at the door, Zalmai had clutched the basketball close to his chest and stuck a thumb in his mouth-something he didn't do anymore except when he was apprehensive. He had eyed Tariq with suspicion... Who is that man? he said now. I don't like him.

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Chapter 39 (291)

Chapter 40 (294)

Chapter 43 (329)

Tell me what's going on! Laila said. She had propped herself up on her elbows. The doctor took a breath, then told Laila that the hospital had no anesthetic. But if we delay, you will lose your baby.

Zalmai was two now. He was wa a plump little boy with curly hair. He had small brownish eyes, and a rosy tint to his cheeks, like Rasheed, no matter the weather. When Laila was alone with him, Zalmai was sweet, good-humored, and playful. He liked to climb Laila's shoulders, play hide-and-seek in the yard with her and Aziza.

Earlier, when they had met Tariq at the door, Zalmai had clutched the basketball close to his chest and stuck a thumb in his mouth-something he didn't do anymore except when he was apprehensive. He had eyed Tariq with suspicion... Who is that man? he said now. I don't like him.

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Chapter 39 (291)

Chapter 40 (294)

Chapter 43 (329)

Tell me what's going on! Laila said. She had propped herself up on her elbows. The doctor took a breath, then told Laila that the hospital had no anesthetic. But if we delay, you will lose your baby.

Zalmai was two now. He was wa a plump little boy with curly hair. He had small brownish eyes, and a rosy tint to his cheeks, like Rasheed, no matter the weather. When Laila was alone with him, Zalmai was sweet, good-humored, and playful. He liked to climb Laila's shoulders, play hide-and-seek in the yard with her and Aziza.

Earlier, when they had met Tariq at the door, Zalmai had clutched the basketball close to his chest and stuck a thumb in his mouth-something he didn't do anymore except when he was apprehensive. He had eyed Tariq with suspicion... Who is that man? he said now. I don't like him.

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Chapter 39 (291)

Chapter 40 (294)

Chapter 43 (329)

Tell me what's going on! Laila said. She had propped herself up on her elbows. The doctor took a breath, then told Laila that the hospital had no anesthetic. But if we delay, you will lose your baby.

Zalmai was two now. He was wa a plump little boy with curly hair. He had small brownish eyes, and a rosy tint to his cheeks, like Rasheed, no matter the weather. When Laila was alone with him, Zalmai was sweet, good-humored, and playful. He liked to climb Laila's shoulders, play hide-and-seek in the yard with her and Aziza.

Earlier, when they had met Tariq at the door, Zalmai had clutched the basketball close to his chest and stuck a thumb in his mouth-something he didn't do anymore except when he was apprehensive. He had eyed Tariq with suspicion... Who is that man? he said now. I don't like him.

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Chapter 39 (291)

Chapter 40 (294)

Chapter 43 (329)

Tell me what's going on! Laila said. She had propped herself up on her elbows. The doctor took a breath, then told Laila that the hospital had no anesthetic. But if we delay, you will lose your baby.

Zalmai was two now. He was wa a plump little boy with curly hair. He had small brownish eyes, and a rosy tint to his cheeks, like Rasheed, no matter the weather. When Laila was alone with him, Zalmai was sweet, good-humored, and playful. He liked to climb Laila's shoulders, play hide-and-seek in the yard with her and Aziza.

Earlier, when they had met Tariq at the door, Zalmai had clutched the basketball close to his chest and stuck a thumb in his mouth-something he didn't do anymore except when he was apprehensive. He had eyed Tariq with suspicion... Who is that man? he said now. I don't like him.

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