A New Roommate

Carrie went to class in silence. A new semester had started. Most of her former white friends ignored her completely now. And her interest in Western culture had waned entirely. She skipped Christmas for the first time. And she dreamt nightly ... and always of Mohammad.

"Hi Carrie!" Ayesha said brightly. Carrie gave her a big hug. "Listen, my roommate is moving out out, so I was wondering if you'd like to move in? I think it'd really help you to have someone to study the Quran with." Carrie burst into tears, nodding happily. One step closer to pleasing Mohammad.