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Chapters (44)
  1. Cover
  2. Dedication
  3. Chapter One
  4. Chapter Two
  5. Chapter Three
  6. Chapter Four
  7. Chapter Five
  8. Chapter Six
  9. Chapter Seven
  10. Chapter Eight
  11. Chapter Nine
  12. Chapter Ten
  13. Chapter Eleven
  14. Chapter Twelve
  15. Chapter Thirteen
  16. Chapter Fourteen
  17. Chapter Fifteen
  18. Chapter Sixteen
  19. Chapter Seventeen
  20. Chapter Eighteen
  21. Chapter Nineteen
  22. Chapter Twenty
  23. Chapter Twenty-One
  24. Chapter Twenty-Two
  25. Chapter Twenty-Three
  26. Chapter Twenty-Four
  27. Chapter Twenty-Five
  28. Chapter Twenty-Six
  29. Chapter Twenty-Seven
  30. Chapter Twenty-Eight
  31. Chapter Twenty-Nine
  32. Chapter Thirty
  33. Chapter Thirty-One
  34. Chapter Thirty-Two
  35. Chapter Thirty-Three
  36. Chapter Thirty-Four
  37. Chapter Thirty-Five
  38. Acknowledgments
  39. P.S. Insights, Interviews & More . . .*
  40. About the Author
  41. About the Book
  42. Reading Group Guide
  43. Also by Sonali Dev
  44. About the Publisher

“It’s terrible to hate a dead person as much as I hate him, isn’t it?” she said through a constricted throat. She started pacing again.

The kitchen was exactly as it had been twelve years ago. Bram’s kitchen. Every detail made to his unbending standards. Many years ago, before he had conspired with her father to break her, Shobi had appreciated his love of beautiful things. He’d had such an eye, known how to make spaces, clothes, food beautiful. Just the way Omar had always known how to make words and thoughts beautiful.

They were both men who saw beauty. But where one believed in nurturing it, the other had known only how to grab. He had crushed every beautiful thing he touched because he only valued his wanting of it, his grip on it, not the thing itself.

“I have to tell her.” There was so much she hadn’t told Ashna, but she didn’t need to tell Mina which particular secret she was talking about. Mina knew them all.

Mina nodded. “Telling her might be the only way to get her to start to understand any of this.”

Shobi had finally told Bram that she wanted a divorce. Ashna was finishing high school. She was almost an adult ready to leave home and go to college, away from Bram’s influence. There was no longer the need to lie to her. Bram’s threat to keep them apart no longer worked. Shobi and Omar had been together for years by then, and other than Bram’s threats there was no reason to hide their relationship.

Never in Shobi’s wildest dreams had she expected him to put a bullet through his head because of it.

“She’ll hate me even more than she already does. She already blames me for his death; telling her it was me who pushed him over the edge will just confirm her belief. I’ll lose her.” Just the way Bram had wanted her to.

Mina was kind enough not to mention that Shobi had lost her a long time ago. “Or you’ll get her back. You’re right that something about Ashna is different now. Maybe it’s the show. Maybe it’s the fact that Curried Dreams has actually turned around. It’s been years since I’ve seen her happy.”

Shobi loved Mina for having been such a good mother to her daughter, but she hated it when Mina explained Ashna to her, especially because she was always right.

What if Mina was wrong this time?

Shobi bore no guilt about the fact that her leaving had caused Bram to end his life. That was on him. But Ashna would never understand.