| Comment | My husband once called me when I was at our house in another country. He was out and his brother had left his car keys at ours and could I take them out to him.
I cover my hair and I’m already in my jammies, so the easiest thing to do is throw on the first set of prayer clothes I find, which happen to be white. I am also very pale-skinned. I think nothing of this at all.
I walk out of the house and into the street and his two brothers are waiting for me, they see me and instantly freak out. Watching a man who is 6’3” jump and yelp like a puppy. |
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