Translated by Phoebe Bay Carter. Chapter 12: The Days (2) Sunday, September 11th: I can’t take it anymore. Allah, why are you punishing me like this? Isn’t it enough that I wear myself out at the café and then come home to piles of housework waiting for me? Not to mention playing maid to our tenants. And all this on top of taking care of the monster with his evil smell that just about kills me every time I open the door. And now you send Aymen and his friends to mock me? Aymen, the boy who’d promised to marry me as soon as we finished school, now brings his friends to ridicule the valedictorian who used to be better than all of them and now is stuck waiting tables in a cafe. Fine. I can take that. But then to come back with a new girlfriend just to taunt me? That whore. Her tight leather pants were practically begging for mercy as they struggled to contain her ass. And her buttons were threatening to pop off her blouse like bullets. As if