Living On Hope
for friday fictioneers 100-word challenge 19 September 2014
Every morning, Nadra goes to the village to find news about her son, Karim, who joined the jihad.
“If you leave, you’re not coming back,” she told him.
“Don’t worry, Mammah, I’ll be back,” he reassured her.
It’s been two years since Karim left. Nadra keeps on hoping for his return. She keeps on hoping even when she heard that his best friend had died a martyr. For what can a mother do, but live on hope?
“Karim, I want you home now,” Nadra says to herself as she trudges over the open corn field. “Planting season is drawing near.”