THE
TEST
Amita’s
parents were modern enough to let her choose her own husband.
Sleek Ahmed
had a large apartment above his shop, while Jamel was lean and sunburned from
driving his lorry all day.
Undecided,
Amita said she would marry whoever brought her the best gift.
Ahmed,
freshly shaved, arrived first with a delicate gold necklace, promising to
smother Amita in jewels when she married him.
She
smiled noncommittally.
Finally
Jamel’s lorry stopped outside and a huge sheet of corrugated iron clattered to
the ground. “A new roof for your parents,” Jamel said, wiping sweat from his
brow.
Amita
chose him.
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Here we are again with stories for Friday Fictioneers, a forum hosted by https://rochellewisoff.com/ - you can follow the link from her blog to read other takes on the photo prompt for this week, which was taken by J Hardy Carroll.
