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“You honor her with your forgiveness,” I tell Kendra quietly. “Accepting her submission releases it. This is the way.”
“Oh,” Kendra says.
Zaki raises her head. She stands. I release Kendra’s hand and step back, and Zaki holds my gaze for one moment before she turns and gathers her bags from the foot of the stairs.
Kendra stares after her, then looks at me, then at her food, then back at me.
“I have no idea if I can handle this,” she says.
Zaki pauses at the foot of the stairs without turning. “I will be your guide,” she says, and goes up. Kendra’s face does something I do not have a clean word for. She picks her fork back up.
She did not say no,my Bouda says.That is a very good start, Alemayehu.
