Rafah city.
Jneineh neighborhood.
A three-story building.
Opening the door, the first thing Muhammad, my brother-in-law, sees are his children with their six pairs of brown eyes anticipating his arrival.
This routine occurrence was the highlight of the evenings for my nieces Misk, Mais and Sham and nephews Huthaifa, Ezzat and Obaida.
Muhammad, 36, always came back home after work, filling the U-shaped gathering of children with his serene smile to complete a circle with a hug. ….more