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Visitors
The following Tuesday morning, Nasim’s friends arrived in a flurry of kisses and boxes of sweets. They all complained about wearing the chador, but when Nasim suggested they come on the march in support of women’s rights, only a couple of them looked mildly interested. The others shrugged and shook their heads.
‘Someone has to take a stand,’ Nasim said firmly.
‘Be careful, Nasim. My brother says people are being arrested for dissent, thrown into prison, even executed,’ one of her friends said nervously. Nasim ignored her.
Zahra went to the kitchen to help Mojgan with tea and cakes, and when she came back into the room the women were leaning forward and talking in low voices. She heard Karim’s name and someone laughed and said ‘playboy’. They stopped talking when they saw he
