Seated one spot away on my left was one of their brothers, a slim, compact young man, not too tall, with short dark hair, neat and clean-shaven. He reached around his sister to shake my hand. “My name’s Ahmed. I’ve just come back from university in England.”
“Let me guess. You were in York.”
Ahmed was speechless for a moment. “How did you know?”
“You have the most perfect, unmistakable York accent I’ve ever heard from a non-native speaker.” Even after studying abroad in England for a year, it was the only English accent I recognized.
"What Never Happened With Ahmed"
The theme of the January issue of Pilcrow & Dagger is “do-over” and I was reminded of a friendship I turned down in my Peace Corps community. What might have happened if I had let things develop with my student’s Uncle Ahmed? I’ll never know. (I’m not even sure that was his name!)
I found this publishing opportunity through the Duotrope Weekly Wire email.