The tone deafness of Ummi’s statement struck me hard. It was one thing for me to have felt like a sacrifice for a belief, a desire, a vision, and another to hear the person who sacrificed me admit it. I felt a wave of confirmation roll over me that my brother had dodged a religious bullet, as I had long thought. New to my understanding, the dodge was intentional. My heart began to beat a little faster and my stomach twisted. While Ummi took me into the Community with intention and purpose, she summoned the same energy into making sure Sulaiman was never there.
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