And when she did that, Mariam swooned. Her eyes watered. Her heart took flight.
And she marveled at how, after all these years of rattling loose,
she had found in this little creature the first true connection in her life of false, failed connections.
Early the following year, in January 1994, Dostum did switch sides.
He joined Gulbuddin Hekmatyar, and took up position near Bala Hissar,
the old citadel walls that loomed over the city from the Koh-e-Shirdawaza mountains.
Together, they fired on Massoud and Rabbani forces at the Ministry of Defense and the Presidential Palace.
From either side of the Kabul River, they released rounds of artillery at each other.
The streets became littered with bodies, glass, and crumpled chunks of metal.
There was looting, murder, and, increasingly, rape, which was used to intimidate civilians and reward militiamen.
Mariam heard of women who were killing themselves out of fear of being raped,
and of men who, in the name of honor, would kill their wives or daughters if they'd been raped by the militia.
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