I recited the scriptures line by line from the Bible. Even though I stuttered, I managed to articulate the recitation. This is my new routine after performing the dawn prayer. It is done regularly to get used to it and to make the reading smoother. There is a tranquility I gain every time I finish it. The sky was still dark as I forced myself to wake up at dawn to be able to perform this worship activity. The digital alarm clock on the nightstand was set to ring 30 minutes before the dawn call to prayer.
I glanced around the entire room. Then walked slowly, feeling every object I passed. From the work desk that Harry usually occupied, to the large teak wardrobe with its beautifully carved engravings. It felt suffocating recalling the beautiful moments with that man in this room, which are
