Nonfiction | March 01, 2006
Winner of the 2006 Jeffrey E. Smith Editors’ Prize for Essay.
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He was gentle toward his mother and sisters. Toward girls we met in the neighborhood, his spirit shifted like waves on water, half-shy, half-friendly. That he could force a girl to do something she didn’t want to do appeared unlikely… At age eighteen, Roland had lived his entire life in a country where men and women were not born equal, socially or politically. He spoke with a vehemence he had not grown into. “I’m the man,” he insisted.
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