Bestest. Ramadan. Ever. (2011)
“It’s a three-minute drive and roads are deserted this morning. My feet know what has to be done at red lights and stop signs. I still feel a tremble run through my body like a tuning fork when I drive, but for the most part I know what I’m doing. Grandpa is unpleasant on our way to the plaza, so I’m filled with a sense of foreboding. He makes a demeaning comment about female drivers when a woman makes an illegal U-turn in front of us. Our windows happen to be open when he yells at her—PROSTITUT...E—as she drives away. I would’ve felt better if he said “F you” instead. The F bomb sounds less personal and judgmental than “prostitute.”
“Are you fasting properly?” he asks me sharply.
“Yes,” I say.
“You’re not eating cookies or candy during the day?”
My entire body hardens at his assumption that I might be cheating. “No, Grandpa, I don’t eat anything during the day.”MoreLess
“Are you fasting properly?” he asks me sharply.
“Yes,” I say.
“You’re not eating cookies or candy during the day?”
My entire body hardens at his assumption that I might be cheating. “No, Grandpa, I don’t eat anything during the day.”MoreLess
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