Thousand splendid suns (page 39)

in #india • 9 years ago

Is that what you want?" Mullah Faizullah said, looking at her with his soft, watery eyes, his hands behind his stooping back, the shadow of his turban falling on a patch of bristling buttercups.

"Yes."

"And you want me to ask your mother for permission."

Mariam smiled. Other than Jalil, she thought there was no one in the world who understood her better than her old tutor.

Image credited:
http://lucy-stuffedshelves.blogspot.in/2013/08/a-thousand-splendid-suns.html?m=1

#novel
9 years ago in #india by
$0.00
    4 votes
    Reply 1

    Coin Marketplace

    STEEM 0.04
    TRX 0.33
    JST 0.100
    BTC 64503.72
    ETH 1875.15
    USDT 1.00
    SBD 0.38