Flecked History

  “He is an infidel,” Abdul grumbled about his employer. “Ad-Dawasir history shouldn’t be fouled by non-believers.” “So were your ancient ancestors,” Umm Habib noted, her fingers flying as she shaped the dough with the practiced moves of innumerable meals prepared. The adolescent startled. Such accusation would’ve necessitated a fist-fight if it hadn’t come from … Continue reading Flecked History