追风筝人预习作业次.pdf

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The young woman pulled the shawl down over her face.

Burst into tears. The toddler si?ng in her husband’s lap

started crying too. The husband’s face had become as pale

as the moon hovering above. He told Karim to ask “Mister

Soldier Sahib” to show