“You said you would make the meals. But if you want to switch—” “So you're saying it grew little legs and walked out.”
“Teep, teep, teep, teep. Is that what happened, degeh?” “I'm saying...” Laila said, trying to maintain control.
Usually, she could will herself to absorb Mariam's derision and finger pointing.
But her ankles had swollen, her head hurt, and the heartburn was vicious that day.
I am saying that maybe you've misplaced it.“Misplaced it?” Mariam pulled a drawer. The spatulas and knives inside it clanked.
How long have you been here, a few months? I've lived in this house for nineteen years, dokhtarjo.
I have kept that spoon in this drawer since you were shitting your diapers.
“Still,” Laila said, on the brink now, teeth clenched, “it's possible you put it somewhere and forgot.”
“And it’s possible you hid it somewhere, to aggravate me.” “You're a sad, miserable woman,” Laila said.
Mariam flinched, then recovered, pursed her lips. “And you're a whore. A whore and a dozd. A thieving whore, that's what you are!”
Then there was shouting. Pots raised though not hurled. They'd called each other names, names that made Laila blush now.
They hadn't spoken since. Laila was still shocked at how easily she'd come unhinged,
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