I was walking down Faisal Street with Nada.
We were on our way back from a funeral.
I could feel that Nada was waiting for someone to verbally harass us,
So she’d hit them.
I was scared.
Oh, God!
People will gather around us,
And I know no one in this area.
I felt very small in that scary neighborhood.
We don’t have to stand up to anyone.
Let’s just leave.