Sohrab’s Uncle/Agha Rezaei Quotes in Darius the Great Is Not Okay
Nearly every car parked on the street (or occasionally up on the curb) was light-colored and angular, makes and models I had never seen before.
I wondered where Iranian cars came from.
I wondered what Stephen Kellner thought of Iranian cars, and how they compared to his Audi.
I wondered if he was still asleep. If he’d wake up and we’d be able to get along, the way he wanted.
I couldn’t eat in front of someone who couldn’t eat with me.
“I’m okay for now. Can we come back after Nowruz? Then we can both have some.”
Sohrab glanced at me and turned back to Laleh. “Laleh,” he said. “It’s not polite to do that. Darioush can’t understand you.”
I blinked.
No one had ever made people speak in English around me before.
Not even Mom.
“It’s okay,” I said.
“No,” Sohrab said. “It’s not polite.”
“Sorry, Darius,” Laleh said.
“It’s fine.”
I looked at Sohrab. He squinted at me with his spoon in his mouth.
“Thanks.”
Sohrab’s Uncle/Agha Rezaei Quotes in Darius the Great Is Not Okay
Nearly every car parked on the street (or occasionally up on the curb) was light-colored and angular, makes and models I had never seen before.
I wondered where Iranian cars came from.
I wondered what Stephen Kellner thought of Iranian cars, and how they compared to his Audi.
I wondered if he was still asleep. If he’d wake up and we’d be able to get along, the way he wanted.
I couldn’t eat in front of someone who couldn’t eat with me.
“I’m okay for now. Can we come back after Nowruz? Then we can both have some.”
Sohrab glanced at me and turned back to Laleh. “Laleh,” he said. “It’s not polite to do that. Darioush can’t understand you.”
I blinked.
No one had ever made people speak in English around me before.
Not even Mom.
“It’s okay,” I said.
“No,” Sohrab said. “It’s not polite.”
“Sorry, Darius,” Laleh said.
“It’s fine.”
I looked at Sohrab. He squinted at me with his spoon in his mouth.
“Thanks.”