"I'm listening to you," I said.
How would a matriarch speak? I had no idea. I knew my mother-in-law, but I didn't want to be a matriarch like her. I also had a daughter, and I wouldn't let her marry someone she didn't love, and not even someone she did, at 18. You realize these things more as you live. 18 was not the right age for married life. I wasn't jealous of Melike, but if I had gotten married with my profession in hand like her, everything could have been different. First, two women spoke. They were seasonal workers. Seasonal workers usually came in the summer, but making a living wasn't easy. Some came in the winter too.
"Ma'am, you know we stay in tents. Bless Botan Agha, he brought something. They call it a generator, something like that. Bless him. We have light at night thank
