With white paper and black ink, Ummi said she tried to answer their questions but felt like a fraud. We had been there a few months at this point, she had prayed more than she ever had, yet she was sleeping on a mattress on the floor. A guard was always close by, and there was one man who knew everybody’s everything. What more was she going to tell anyone about the freedom of Islam? She knew that she knew nothing about freedom or Islam.
