ABSTRACT
I found myself pressed against Father Patriarch’s door, listening in silence while, through the keyhole, I watched him speaking with my prospective father-in-law. “No, Father, no,” said Siament Agha. “We never give our daughters to anyone outside our village. Also, this boy’s parents are divorced. Who is this boy, and who does he think he is? What if he up and divorced my daughter? In our village, that’s unheard of.”
