By Robina Rader
“You’ll be sorry. You could have married me and had status and respect.”
“I’d rather die!”
“That can be arranged.“
He dragged her to the camp chief and said, “I’ve brought you a volunteer, sir.”
Two men held the girl while another fastened the suicide belt around her.
“You will go today to Paradise,” said the chief. “Find a crowd in town, where the infidels refuse to honor Jihad. Then press this button. Allahu akbar!”
The girl snatched the detonator and screamed, “Allahu akbar, Pigs!” as she pushed the button.