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MAIREAD CASE

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Often, men tell her that asking questions about meals and children means she doesn’t understand war at all. Tiny knows they’re wrong. They are so wrong, and so late, that they forgot the people. These men wear their bodies like suits, forgetting that bodies are shaped in response to experiences. What’s more, pain lives in the body and can be inherited, like hair color—even like red, which is recessive. Tiny imagines the kids in this far-away country, absorbing the assaults and adapting their cells for survival. She thinks the mothers probably understand, but many of them are trapped too.