The cars slowly rolled forward, toward the entrance to the town. “If I go back, what then? In a few months, he’ll banish me anyway. He’ll think I’m a whore. I’ll be an embarrassment to him.”
The cars rolled forward again. She could now see the man in uniform peering into the window of the frontrunner, the lucky one who had the privilege to enter next. “What is he asking? God, what should I say? I need a story.” Eve’s face flushed with fear, she strained her mind to think of a reason for entering this foreign land. “Ok, I have a cleaning lady that’s ill. I’m just paying a visit to her. Yes, that ought to do.”
The cars rolled forward. She was now second in line. Tears were begging to be released, tired of being blocked behind her eyes.
It was finally her turn. “Stay calm, you can do this.”
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