She froze. That was her mother's phrase from childhood: "The little Egyptian chick is in turmoil, she imagines herself with a twisted tongue." Her mother used to say it whenever Layla tried to speak fancy Arabic or pretend she wasn't from their working-class neighborhood.
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Layla tried to look away, but her reflection's eyes held her. She saw herself at seven years old, barefoot in the alley, laughing with a crooked front tooth. Then at fifteen, hiding her accent at the private school. Then yesterday, wearing expensive sunglasses, saying "Cairo is so chaotic" to a foreign coworker. She froze
She was Egyptian, living in Cairo, working a dull IT support job. Her life felt like a broken keyboard: typing meaning but producing nonsense. She saw herself at seven years old, barefoot