She has no idea how scared I am for her. She laughs, but it sounds strained. Her makeup's kind of washed off, leaving streaks of Kohl and mascara on her face. That doesn't make Rani any less beautiful. I shoot my sister a glare that indicates 'Shut up.' Lorelei smiles. I hate when she teases me. Rani grins. How wrong I was about her, how stupid. She's just as pretty in her hijab as anyone else who doesn't wear it. Even more beautiful. I flush scarlet. I'd give the whole world for my Rapunzel. Something flickers in my heart. I want to know Islam, I really do. But doesn't she know that she has it?
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Just Another American
Literatura KobiecaYoung Muslim American girl Rani faces the struggles of being strong in her faith while enduring harsh judgments about her religion. Rani tries to keep the two problems at bay, but the chance is either or.
