The snow on the distant mountains was soft and creamy, as if veiled in a faint smoke.

I loved most when his eyelashes twitched and he blinked, and suddenly happiness was there inside his eyes. Unmistakable. Like a single word printed on a clean white page.

You must not judge of Celia’s feeling from mine. I think she likes these small pets. She had a tiny terrier once, which she was very fond of. It made me unhappy, because I was afraid of treading on it. I am rather short-sighted.

Masooma.” “Could you?” “I could try,” Parwana says. “Good. Then marry Saboor. Look after his

Written By Khaled Hosseini

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