Online Proselytizing

There was still a need to advocate, to be a **** in converting other white women. The internet here worked only occasionally, but it was enough. She created a profile, with an Islamic veil covering all but a brilliant blue eye as the picture. She chose a sufficiently randomized name that gave obeisance to Allah. And then she waited.

Spam, bots, spam, bots. But finally an earnest, voice. A disaffected college student from Eastern Europe who typed passable English. A perfect target to convert, Elizabeth thought.