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ned eyes showed nothing but white。
People were rushing to us。 I heard someone say seizure。 Some one else yelling;  Call 911!  I heard running footsteps。 The sky darkened as a crowd gathered around us。
Baba s spittle turned red。 He was biting his tongue。 I kneeled beside him and grabbed his arms and said I m here Baba; I m here; you ll be all right; I m right here。 As if I could soothe the convulsions out of him。 Talk them into leaving my Baba alone。 I felt a wetness on my knees。 Saw Baba s bladder had let go。 Shhh; Baba jan; I m here。 Your son is right here。
THE DOCTOR; white…bearded and perfectly bald; pulled me out of the room。  I want to go over your father s CAT scans with you;  he said。 He put the films up on a viewing box in the hallway and pointed with the eraser end of his pencil to the pictures of Baba s cancer; like a cop showing mug shots of the killer to the victim s family。 Baba s brain on those pictures looked like cross sections of a big walnut; riddled with tennis ball…shaped gray things。
 As you can see; the cancer s metastasized;  he said。  He ll have to take steroids to reduce the swelling in his brain and antiseizure medications。 And I d remend palliative radiation。 Do you know what that means? 
I said I did。 I d bee conversant in cancer talk。
 All right; then;  he said。 He checked his beeper。  I have to go; but you can have me paged if you have any questions。 
 Thank you。 
I spent the night sitting on a chair next to Baba s bed。
THE NEXT MORNING; the waiting room down the hall was jammed with Afghans。 The butcher from Newark。 An engineer who d worked with Baba on his orphanage。 They filed in and paid Baba their respects in hushed tones。 Wished him a swift recovery。 Baba was awake then; groggy and tired; but awake。
Midmorning; General Taheri and his wife came。 Soraya followed。 We glanced at each other; looked away at the same time。  How are you; my friend?  General Taheri said; taking Baba s hand。
Baba motioned to the IV hanging from his arm。 Smiled thinly。 The general smiled back。
 You shouldn t have burdened yourselves。 All of you;  Baba croaked。
 It s no burden;  Khanum Taheri said。
 No burden at all。 More importantly; do you need anything?  General Taheri said。  Anything at all? Ask me like you d ask a brother。 
I remembered something Baba had said about Pashtuns once。 We may be hardheaded and I know we re far too proud; but; in the hour of need; believe me that there s no one you d rather have at your side than a Pashtun。
Baba shook his head on the pillow。  Your ing here has brightened my eyes。  The general smiled and squeezed Baba s hand。  How are you; Amir jan? Do you need anything? 
The way he was looking at me; the kindness in his eyes。。。  Nay thank you; General Sahib。 I m。。。  A lump shot up in my throat and my eyes teared over。 I bolted out of the room。
I wept in the hallway; by the viewing box where; the night before; I d seen the killer s face。
Baba s door opened and Soraya walked out of his room。 She stood near me。 She was wearing a gray sweatshirt and jeans。 Her hair was down。 I wanted to find fort in her arms。
 I m so sorry; Amir;  she said。  We all knew something was wrong; but we had no idea it was this。 
I blotted my eyes with my sleeve。  He didn t want anyone to know。 
 Do you need anything? 
 No。  I tried to smile。 She put her hand on mine。 Our first touch。 I took it。 Brought it to my face。 My eyes。 I let it go。  You d better go back inside。 Or your father will e after me。 
She smiled and nodded。  I should。  She turned to go。  Soraya? 
 Yes? 
 I m happy you came; It means。。。 the world to me。 
THEY DISCHARGED BABA two days later。 They brought in a specialist called a radiation oncologist to talk Baba into getting radiation treatment。 Baba refused。 They tried to talk me into talking him into it。 But I d seen the look on Baba s face。 I thanked them; signed their forms; and took Baba home in my Ford Torino。
That night; Baba was lying on the couch; a wool blanket covering him。 I brought him hot tea and roasted almonds。 Wrapped my arms around his back and pulled him up much too easily。 His shoulder blade felt

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