In the morning, Mariam was given a long sleeved, dark green dress to wear over white cotton trousers.
Afsoon gave her a green hijab and a pair of matching sandals.
She was taken to the room with the long, brown table,
except now there was a bowl of sugar coated almond candy in the middle of the table, a Koran, a green veil, and a mirror.
Two men Mariam had never seen before witnesses, she presumed and a mullah she did not recognize were already seated at the table.
Jalil showed her to a chair. He was wearing a light brown suit and a red tie. His hair was washed.
When he pulled out the chair for her, he tried to smile encouragingly.
Khadija and Afsoon sat on Mariam's side of the table this time.
The mullah motioned toward the veil, and Nargis arranged it on Mariam's head before taking a seat.
Mariam looked down at her hands. “You can call him in now,” Jalil said to someone.
Mariam smelled him before she saw him. Cigarette smoke and thick, sweet cologne, not faint like Jalil's. The scent of it flooded Mariam's nostrils.
Through the veil, from the corner of her eye, Mariam saw a tall man, thick bellied and broad shouldered, stooping in the doorway.
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