Abstract

Abdullah was the first to forget her.Standing at the counter with a soda and a pack of wintergreen gum, she assumed that the shop owner—with whom she prided herself on having established a rapport; it made her feel like a local—was just having a bad day."How's everything going?" she asked as he rang her up.His eyes lifted to her face for a silver of a moment. "Can't complain," he said.She waited for the nicety to be volleyed back to her, but it never came. She paid; he dropped the change into her palm.[….]

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