This wonderful place is not the land of my birth. I came here to be with the husband I adore.

Many of the people are very religious, and good-hearted, and patient with me as I learn their language and culture.

But many of them whisper. They ask me questions about their history without notice, and huff when I answer correctly.

We have friends here, like my husband's 2nd Commanding Officer. We also know people who wish I did not exist.

My husband's temper flares when I am insulted. So I do not speak up. Except for when he is insulted.