The Tender Security Guard
Went to clinic near my house for my mandatory government health test before working, my cousin’s husband’s sister works there as a security guard. She led me through the motions, the paperwork, the hallways full of diabetic mothers and grandmothers in burga’as. then in the lab, totally inexplicably as they drew my blood, she leaned over and gave me a long kiss on the cheek through her burga until the needle came out. I don’t even remember what she looks like under it, and her grey security abaya with patches on it just added to the unease I am feeling today.