"You didn't have any s****l relations with your mate? You would come to regret it since the yearning for your mate would force you to strangle to death if you did it."
"So?" I scream. "Is everything going to be great if we just had a little s*x? Is it feasible that I would never like him or desire to have s****l relations with him in the future?"
Neme bursts out laughing. The head is thrown back, and the eyes are closed. "Sussan, you can't run away from your fate. It tracks you down."
I heave a sigh
Neme continues to walk, without glancing back at any point. She enters via the front entrance and down the stairs. The snow from yesterday hasn't melted yet, and it's already almost up to my knees. When Neme squats, she extends her arm, which is full of snow, into the air.
We join our hand
