Thousand splendid suns (page 48)

mani0005 (54)in #india • 9 years ago

Regardless of her tirades against him when he wasn't anywhere near, Nana was curbed and considerate when Jalil went to. Her hair was constantly washed. She brushed her teeth, wore her best hijab for him. She sat discreetly on a seat opposite him, hands collapsed on her lap. She didn't take a gander at him straightforwardly and never utilized coarse dialect around him. When she chuckled, she secured her mouth with a clench hand to shroud the awful tooth.