Thousand splendid suns (page 30)

At the point when the dump cart was unfilled, the young men fought back and pushed it away. Mariam would pause and watch them vanish into the tall grass and blooming weeds.

"It is safe to say that you are coming?"

"Indeed, Nana."

"They giggle at you. They do. I hear them."

"I'm coming."

"You don't trust me?"

"Here I am."

"You know I adore you, Mariam jo."