He would show her the famed tree that had a poet buried beneath it. One day soon, Mariam decided, she would tell Jalil these things.
And when he heard, when he saw how much she missed him when he was gone, he would surely take her with him.
He would bring her to Herat, to live in his house, just like his other children.
5.
“I know what I want,” Mariam said to Jalil. It was the spring of 1974, the year Mariam turned fifteen.
The three of them were sitting outside the kolba, in a patch of shade thrown by the willows, on folding chairs arranged in a triangle.
“For my birthday... I know what I want.” “You do?” said Jalil, smiling encouragingly.
Two weeks before, at Mariam's prodding, Jalil had let on that an American film was playing at his cinema.
It was a special kind of film, what he'd called a cartoon.
The entire film was a series of drawings, he said, thousands of them,
so that when they were made into a film and projected onto a screen you had the illusion that the drawings were moving.
Jalil said the film told the story of an old, childless toymaker who is lonely and desperately wants a son.
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