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Two
Fall 1952
Father had never before hit Abdullah. So when he did, when he whacked
the side of his head,
just above the ear—hard, suddenly, and with an open palm—tears of
surprise sprung to
Abdullah’s eyes. He quickly blinked them back.
“Go home,” Father said through gritted teeth.
From up ahead, Abdullah heard Pari burst into sobs.
By Raja BabuTwo
Fall 1952
Father had never before hit Abdullah. So when he did, when he whacked
the side of his head,
just above the ear—hard, suddenly, and with an open palm—tears of
surprise sprung to
Abdullah’s eyes. He quickly blinked them back.
“Go home,” Father said through gritted teeth.
From up ahead, Abdullah heard Pari burst into sobs.