"I'm pretty sure Sophie isn't your real name, but I don't want to use it. I don't need to know your real name. What name would you like me to use?" 

"Fatima." There was no hesitation, no looking at the ceiling for inspiration. 

"Why Fatima?" 

"It's just a name I like. Once in high school I was in love with a boy from Jordan and he had a sister named Fatima. She was older, very beautiful and kind to me." 


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