“He led her through the manor, stopping to point out rare bits of his family's history."What is it like?" she asked finally, after seeing a lance that a distant ancestor had used in the cavalry.He glanced at her. "What do you mean?""What's it like to have all of this history, all of this family? I barely knew my grandparents, and most of my friends in the United States, when we stand up, we only stand up for ourselves. No one I know has ever had to represent a family name, or anything like that...."Rasul thought for a moment, running his thumb along the rounded handle of the lance. Generations ago a man who perhaps looked a great deal like Rasul had mounted his horse and rode into battle with only a lance made of wood to ensure that he could defend himself and all he held dear. Now his descendent stood in designer clothes in a house high on an impassable mountain, a woman from halfway across the world at his side. If she thought about it too much, she could become overwhelmed."You may not believe me," he said finally, "but it sometimes feels very empty."She blinked.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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