Hasina had found a rope in the yard. When Babi couldn't find his razors, Laila had to tell him of her fears.
He dropped on the edge of the couch, hands between his knees. Laila waited for some kind of reassurance from him.
But all she got was a bewildered, hollow-eyed look. “You wouldn't... Mammy, I worry that—”
“I thought about it the night we got the news,” Mammy said. “I won't lie to you, I've thought about it since too.”
“But, no. Don't worry, Laila. I want to see my sons' dream come true.”
“I want to see the day the Soviets go home disgraced, the day the Mujahideen come to Kabul in victory.”
“I want to be there when it happens, when Afghanistan is free, so the boys see it too. They'll see it through my eyes.”
Mammy was soon asleep, leaving Laila with dueling emotions: reassured that Mammy meant to live on, stung that she was not the reason.
She would never leave her mark on Mammy's heart the way her brothers had,
because Mammy's heart was like a pallid beach where Laila's footprints would forever wash away
beneath the waves of sorrow that swelled and crashed, swelled and crashed.
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