Justifiable Reason

Theirs was a peculiar relationship -- traditional in many ways, some would even say a bit chauvinistic. Despite all of their progressive talk, she still walked behind him if they walked from their home to the marketplace near the heart of Baghdad, Iraq. In fact, as time went on, she walked even further behind him, more like 20 paces than 5.

Yet she claimed it was not male dominance that precipitated this change, but rather all of the land mines.

In earlier times before the war while he was courting her, they used to go dancing at least once a week. But now things were different. He was more sullen as the protracted war dragged on.

She begged him to take her dancing, just like the old secular days before the religious zealots had intervened. But he adamantly refused -- with no reason given. How could he? There really wasn't any justified explanation. He didn't have a leg to stand on.

But now after the explosion, and being rushed to the hospital, and having most of the shrapnel removed, as well as both of his legs from the knees down, he finally had a justifiable reason for not dancing: he didn't have a leg to stand on.