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her parents. But now Deya needed her aunt the most. She told Sarah her
                decision as soon as she walked into the bookstore.
                     “Really?” Sarah said. “I’m so proud of you! Has my mother agreed?”

                     “I haven’t told her yet. But I’m going to. I promise.”
                     Sarah smiled. “What about your marriage suitors?”
                     “I’m going to tell Teta that marriage can wait,” Deya said. “And if she
                doesn’t listen, then I’ll just scare them away.”
                     Sarah laughed, but Deya saw fear in her eyes. “Promise me you’ll go to
                college. No matter what Fareeda says.”
                     “I promise.”

                     Sarah’s smile widened.
                     “I wanted to thank you,” Deya said.
                     “There’s no need to thank me.”
                     “There is,” Deya said. “I know I’ve been angry at you a lot over the past
                few months, but that doesn’t mean I’m not grateful for everything you’ve
                done. I should say it more. You reached out to me when I was all alone. You

                told me the truth when no one else would. Even when I was mad, you stood
                by  me.  You’ve  been  an  incredible  friend.  If  my  mother  was  here,  she’d
                thank you, too.”
                     Sarah met her eyes, on the verge of tears. “I hope so.”
                     Deya stood and hugged her aunt tight. As Sarah walked her out, Deya
                said,  “By  the  way,  I’ve  been  thinking  about  what  you  told  me,  about
                courage. Do you think maybe you’ll feel better if you have courage, too?”

                     “Courage to do what?”
                     “To come back home.”
                     Sarah blinked at her.
                     “I know you want to. All you have to do is come knock on the door.”
                     “I . . . I don’t know,”
                     “You can do it,” Deya said, turning to leave. “I’ll be waiting for you.”
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