Julia, is everything all right?” her father said in a raspy voice. “It’s three in the morning, m’ija.”“I’m sorry. I have to talk to you; it’s something very important. Papá, Mamá, I’ve made a decision, and I wanted to share it with you. I’ve decided to convert to the Muslim religion.”“What?” Pilar screamed. “Are you out of your mind?”“Julia, what are you saying?”“I want to be a Muslim. I’ve even chosen a new Muslim name, Aliyah.”“Julia, are you drunk?”“No, Papá, I’m not drunk. I’ve thought about this for a very long time. I think it’s the right thing for me, a way to follow God.
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