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men don’t cry
Dounia walked away, with
tears in her eyes, and never
looked back, her slimmed
down body dragging a
suitcase that seemed to weigh
a hundred kilos. Instinctively,
I made to help her, but my
father restrained me by
the shoulder. I watched her
disappear into the car with
her hundred kilo suitcase,
with Daniel, his hairy wrist
and his enormous watch that
could tell the time all the way
to the moon.
That was how Dounia left us,
after waiting in vain for my
parents to love her
in the right
way.
Nobody saw her again
for almost ten years.