Chapter 10 XI am about to leave Fatima s to go home when I am pulled from behind into a big hug from Abeela. Abeela is brown skinned and 5 feet 5 inches tall.
"As-salamu Alaykum, kiddo."
"Wa- Alaykumu Salam, how are you, aunt Umit?" she says stepping in front of me.
"I m good, how are you?"
"I am fine too, how is work?"
"It s a bit stressful but okay. How is school?"
"It s amazing. There is so much I want to tell you about school, but I am on my way out," she says.
"You are going out looking like that?" I say taking a good look at how she is dressed, and I am disappointed to say this is no way a Muslim girl should dress to go out. She is wearing a very short skirt that stops mid-thigh and even though she is wearing pantyhose, it s still too short.
"Yes, what s wrong with it?" she
