


The whole city seems to be on its feet; they are celebrating their victory. People are dancing in the street, I can hear music and laughter. The party will continue until early in the morning. I know, I have witnessed it before.

I can sense him. He is hiding back there, just waiting for me to come closer.
What will happen? Will he come out right away or will he wait until I turn my back and attack then?

So many immigrants before me; did they all feel the same? The mix of emotions is overwhelming.
I love my husband; I love being his wife, but this move is scary. I am excited to be here, but I am also worried.