I've never shared this story publicly but let me do so now. When my parents were kidnapped by Fatah, they separated my parents. When they were mistreating them and forcing them to confess to insane things, my mother said to her torturers: "Go ask my husband if you don't believe me." They laughed and said that he had already gone to meet his G-d. Hence, my mother had to deal with knowing that they had supposedly killed him. Later on, while in her cell alone, she heard a unique cough that my dad has (which I also have). She thought that she might have been hallucinating but then realized that he might be alive. If I shared all of the horrors of my past, you'd know which side to be on.
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