I am about to leave Fatima’s to go home when I am pulled from behind into a big hug from Abeela. Abeela is brown skinned and 5 feet 5 inches tall.

“As-salamu Alaykum, kiddo.”

“Wa- Alaykumu Salam, how are you, aunt Umit?” she says stepping in front of me.

“I’m good, how are you?”

“I am fine too, how is work?”

“It’s a bit stressful but okay. How is school?”

“It’s amazing. There is so much I want to tell you about school, but I am on my way out,” she says.

“You are going out looking like that?” I say taking a good look at how she is dressed,...