“Mariam always held her breath as she watched him go. She held her breath and, in her head, counted seconds. She pretended that for each second that she didn't breathe God would grant her another day with Jalil.”
“She wanted to buckle, lie on her side and gasp like an eviscerated fish. She held her breath against it, but her mouth parted. She cared naught for living in the moment, but apparently her body was sensible. It wanted to breathe.”
“She breathes as if he had held her hand and helped her jump over the chasm of that scar.”
“She sucked a breath and held it as something consumed her. Something else entirely.”
“Her fingers pressing into me grew firmer and her breath quickened. I told myself this was what I wanted. Believe it. Accepting it. –"don’t be afraid," she breathed as she held herself poised”
“She could look at him forever. She could spend her life watching him just blink and breathe that near to her.”