Sanam sat on a rooftop in a bed draped with a white mosquito net, not wanting to go to sleep.
"Tell me just one more story," she begged her grandmother. "Then I'll go to sleep. I promise."
"Get under your covers, then," her grandmother replied.
Sanam got under the covers while her grandmother sat on the edge of the bed and closed the mosquito net tightly behind her.
"When I was a young girl like you," her grandmother recounted, "I loved being with my grandmother, Naneh-joon, just as much as you love being with me.
"Naneh-joon was a very devout Muslim. She got up to pray before the sun rose and went to bed after her midnight prayer. Even in her old age and poor health, she went to the mosque every day. She gave money to the poor and was kind to all.