Swallowed. Her hand grazed her left cheek. She mouthed something.
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The girl's eyes fluttered.
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"Do you know what has happened?"
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"Do you know who I am?"
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Mariam leaned in closer.
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The girl's mouth quivered. She closed her eyes.
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"This ear," the girl breathed. "I can't hear."
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FOR THE FIRST WEEK, the girl did little but sleep, with help from the pink pills Rasheed paid for at the hospital. She murmured in her sleep. Sometimes she spoke gibberish, cried out, called out names Mariam did not recognize. She wept in her sleep, grew agitated, kicked the blankets off, and then Mariam had to hold her down. Sometimes she retched and retched, threw up everything Mariam fed her.
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When she wasn't agitated, the girl was a sullen pair of eyes staring from under the blanket, breathing out short little answers to Mariam and Rasheed's questions. Some days she was childlike, whipped her head side to side, when Mariam, then Rasheed, tried to feed her. She went rigid when Mariam came at her with a spoon. But she tired easily and submitted eventually to their persistent badgering. Long bouts of weeping followed surrender.
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IT WAS RASHEED who found the girl, who dug her out from beneath the rubble.
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"How long is she staying?" she asked Rasheed.
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Rasheed had Mariam rub antibiotic ointment on the cuts on the girl's face and neck, and on the sutured gashes on her shoulder, across her forearms and lower legs. Mariam dressed them with bandages, which she washed and recycled. She held the girl's hair back, out of her face, when she had to retch.
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"Until she's better. Look at her. She's in no shape to go. Poor thing."
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"Lucky for you, I mean. I dug you out with my own hands. There was a scrap of metal this big --" Here, he spread his thumb and index finger apart to show her, at least doubling, in Mariam's estimation, the actual size of it. "This big. Sticking right out of your shoulder. It was really embedded in there. I thought I'd have to use a pair of pliers. But you're all right. In no time, you'll be nau socha. Good as new."
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"Lucky I was home," he said to the girl. He was sitting on a folding chair beside Mariam's bed, where the girl lay.
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"Vitamins," he said.
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He helped Mariam watch over the girl that first week.
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It was Rasheed who salvaged a handful of Hakim's books.
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"A gift," he said. "From one of Sayyaf's commanders to three of his men. A gift. Ha!"
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"Most of them were ash. The rest were looted, I'm afraid."
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One day, he came home from work with a new blanket and pillow. Another day, a bottle of pills.
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It was Rasheed who gave Laila the news that her friend Tariq's house was occupied now.
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The three men were actually boys with suntanned, youthful faces. Mariam would see them when she passed by, always dressed in their fatigues, squatting by the front door of Tariq's house, playing cards and smoking, their Kalashnikovs leaning against the wall. The brawny one, the one with the self-satisfied, scornful demeanor, was the leader. The youngest was also the quietest, the one who seemed reluctant to wholeheartedly embrace his friends' air of impunity. He had taken to smiling and tipping his head salaam when Mariam passed by. When he did, some of his surface smugness dropped away, and Mariam caught a glint of humility as yet uncorrupted.
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THE GIRL WAS extraordinarily lucky, Mariam thought, to escape with relatively minor injuries, considering the rocket had turned her house into smoking rubble. And so, slowly, the girl got better. She began to eat more, began to brush her own hair. She took baths on her own. She began taking her meals downstairs, with Mariam and Rasheed.
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Then one morning rockets slammed into the house. They were rumored later to have been fired by the Hazaras of Wahdat. For some time, neighbors kept finding bits and pieces of the boys.
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"They had it coming," said Rasheed.
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And sometimes regrets.
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Mariam was changing the sheets. The girl watched from the floor, her bruised knees drawn up against her chest.
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"I shouldn't even be here," she said one day.
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But then some memory would rise, unbidden, and there would be stony silences or spells of churlishness. Withdrawals and collapses. Wan looks. Nightmares and sudden attacks of grief. Retching.
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"My father wanted to take out the boxes. The books. He said they were too heavy for me. But I wouldn't let him. I was so eager. I should have been the one inside the house when it happened."
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The girl was looking back as if waiting for Mariam to pass on some morsel of wisdom, to say something encouraging. But what wisdom did Mariam have to offer? What encouragement? Mariam remembered the day they'd buried Nana and how little comfort she had found when Mullah Faizullah had quoted the Koran for her. Blessed is He in Whose hand is the kingdom, and He Who has power over all things, Who created death and life that He may try you. Or when he'd said of her own guilt, These thoughts are no good, Mariam jo. They will destroy you. It wasn't your fault. It wasn't your fault.
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Mariam snapped the clean sheet and let it settle on the bed. She looked at the girl, at her blond curls, her slender neck and green eyes, her high cheekbones and plump lips. Mariam remembered seeing her on the streets when she was little, tottering after her mother on the way to the tandoor, riding on the shoulders of her brother, the younger one, with the patch of hair on his ear. Shooting marbles with the carpenter's boy.
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What could she say to this girl that would ease her burden?
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As it turned out, Mariam didn't have to say anything. Because the girl's face twisted, and she was on all fours then saying she was going to be sick.
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THEN ONE DAY, about a month after the blast that killed the girl's parents, a man came knocking. Mariam opened the door. He stated his business.
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"I don't know any Abdul Sharif."
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"There is a man here to see you," Mariam said.
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The girl raised her head from the pillow.
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"Wait! Hold on. I'll get a pan. Not on the floor. I just cleaned… Oh. Oh. Khodaya. God."
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"Well, he's here asking for you. You need to come down and talk to him."
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"He says his name is Abdul Sharif."
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