When Sara pushed back the paper she smiled brightly, for there within was a beautiful blue jacket. She immediately slipped it on and then purred, as t...e soft wool material was comfortable and snuggly warm. Sara moved over to the mirror, turning this way and that admiring the cut and color as well as the feel.As she continued to look at the jacket in the mirror she was swept by a wave of d?j? vu. Checking the tag, she noted it was made in New Zealand. Perhaps she'd seen it, or one like it, in. Her hands trembling nervously, Rachel began to fumble with the lock of herroom, and opened the door revealing that it was exactly in the samecondition as the night before, except for a wooden plank plugging the holein the ceiling. She put down the bags just next to the entrance and turnedback."Er... I think I'll start tidying up the room," she said. Uncle Craig gaveher an absent nod and Rachel closed the door behind her.She drew in a long breath, relieved to have left behind the heavy moodthat. A tradition that was uniquely Kurdish. Muslims outside of Kurdistan ran universities with strict rules and isolation among the students, if those areas allowed education at all. The world had changed a lot in the recent years. Pekhat was the proud teacher sitting on the foldout seat next to the bus driver. Pekhat’s hand clutched the microphone with great importance. His whole stature demanded importance. He wore a sports jacket with a hatched pattern. He wore glasses. He wore is clothes as. "Hey baby," she smiled back, as she nestled into him after the kiss."So, what is the plan for the day?" asked Brett to Sandy.Sandy laughed. "We start making things hard on Rogesh and Ranna." Sandy then got a bit serious. "I also have a couple of private matters I need to address." Brett, we also have to figure out what you and I are going to do with Connie and the Prom Committee," said Derek."And, you are going to talk to Jon about baseball," said Sandy."We had this talk..." he started.Sandy.