I think I love Amir. Everything in me swells up when I see him and I get sweaty and nervous. Amir says that's how his Baba knew he loved his mother. It doesn't make sense, though. I never see boys in love with boys. Does that make me weird? Is it wrong to feel this way? I'm too scared to ask Amir, especially because I know he's not in love with me. Why isn't he in love with me? Is it because I'm a servant, a Hazara? Around other people, he won't act like my friend as much. I think he's ashamed of me. But I'm not ashamed of him, even if his Baba is. There's no way I could be ashamed of him. I know I love Amir. Is this what love is?