ALL EYES are on Farha as she dances to the rhythm of the dholak, ghungroos jingling around her ankles, the moon watching over her. She’s in her aunt’s courtyard where women have gathered to sing and dance the night before Cousin Arshad’s wedding.
Her Aunt Meher’s son, Arshad. Her childhood mate, Arshad. Her first love, Arshad. Meant-to-be-her-husband, Arshad.
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