Anne was curled up Turk-fashion on the hearthrug, gazing into that joyous glow where the sunshine of a hundred summers was being distilled from the maple cordwood.

The time was 7:40 A.M. I reached for the phone. “Do you have your axe?” came the voice on the other end. It was Mad Dog. “Yes.” “Is your axe sharp?” “No, but I can sharpen it while you’re driving here.” “How about your knife?” “Got it.” “Everything needs to be nice and sharp.

Aku dan Baba tinggal di rumah yang sama, namun dalam dimensi yang berbeda. Layang-layang adalah lembaran setipis kertas yang bisa menyatukan kedua dimensi itu.

Written By Khaled Hosseini

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