“The word you said earlier, what did it mean?” she asked. The way he went quiet said he knew at once what she meant. “Ta’abrinee,” he said. “Yes.” “It means, bury me.” “Isn’t that a bit morbid?” He stroked the back of her hand with his thumb. “We say it to someone we don’t want to live without. Hence, we must go first.” I don’t want you to go first.
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