Her Desert Knight
“He could hardly drop her off at the market damp and disheveled, so she had to take the risk.
“Where have you been?” She almost jumped out of her skin at the sound of Khalid’s voice.
“Why are you home from school so early?”
He stood in the hallway looking gangly and awkward in his too-small school uniform. At fifteen, he was going through a teenage growth spurt and had shot up about three inches just since she’d been home. “Our algebra teacher is having surgery. They let us go home. ...Why are your jeans wet at the bottom?” His eyes traveled back up to meet hers. “And why are you wearing jeans at all. I thought Dad told you to dress traditionally.”
“I’m a grown-up. I can dress how I want.” She attempted to sweep past him but the hallway was narrow and their elbows bumped.
“Hmm. Sounds like you were doing something you’re not supposed to.”
“I know.MoreLess
“Where have you been?” She almost jumped out of her skin at the sound of Khalid’s voice.
“Why are you home from school so early?”
He stood in the hallway looking gangly and awkward in his too-small school uniform. At fifteen, he was going through a teenage growth spurt and had shot up about three inches just since she’d been home. “Our algebra teacher is having surgery. They let us go home. ...Why are your jeans wet at the bottom?” His eyes traveled back up to meet hers. “And why are you wearing jeans at all. I thought Dad told you to dress traditionally.”
“I’m a grown-up. I can dress how I want.” She attempted to sweep past him but the hallway was narrow and their elbows bumped.
“Hmm. Sounds like you were doing something you’re not supposed to.”
“I know.MoreLess
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