81“You can come if you want,” Josef said as he watched Sara’s mood change from angry disappointment to angry discomfort.
“I’m not going to a Muslim sacrifice.” She stomped her foot like a petulant child. “It’s barbaric.”
They slowed their walk behind the San Pedro high school to face each other.
“Sometimes I wonder why I put up with you,” Josef said. “Ignorance makes you say very ugly things sometimes.” He stuffed his hands into his pockets and walked away.
Sara ran to stand in front of him. “You know damn well why you stay with me. And don’t talk to me like that. You’re the one who’s ignorant, you and anyone who sacrifices animals.”
Josef wanted to punch her in the face. “It is not a sacrifice. It’s like Thanksgiving. It’s our tradition when a baby is born is to cook a lamb or a goat
