Sunday, July 22, 2007

His name was Zanussi.... like the washing machine

He was only 12. I loved this child. I think I let him down; he thought I would marry Shawqi who was his friend, but then suddenly I was always with Waleed, and Shawqi was angry. Zanussi tried to be polite with me, but he began to avoid me: his heart was too pure to understand how childish and fickle adults are, and how strangely distressing it is to be rejected by a child.

1 comment:

Maryam in Marrakesh said...

Oh I do so understand completely.