Sujata Massey

She was riding a train alone, which she’d never done before. She’d only ever ridden one in the company of chaperoning relatives or teachers.

She was still going to Elphinstone every morning, keeping her parents clueless.

signed.”
“Might you stay in Bombay to expand the business?”
“Not

I’ve got to take over the operation in Calcutta when my father retires, which will very likely be in the next ten years.”

Perveen asked, challenging her to deny the eavesdropping.

It hung close to the veranda, which was enclosed by a cast-iron jali that offered a hint of the blue sky and green trees outside.

Perveen considered saying to Razia that she’d been very good at withholding the information that she ran the wakf from Sakina—but it wouldn’t have been a tactful way to start their conversation.

But it seemed terribly wrong that I devoted myself to getting good care for wounded men all over India, but my husband didn’t want my care.”

Sakina had known. Was it because Mr. Mukri had told her, perhaps favoring her as the leader of the wives?

was haunted by the thought that men wouldn’t have been able to go into battle without our uniforms.”