He looked to me for help but I shrugged

The Indian man in the brown suit smiled and offered Hassan his hand. "I am Dr. Kumar,?he said. "It's a pleasure to meet you.?He spoke Farsi with a thick, rolling Hindi accent. "_Salaam alaykum_,?Hassan said uncertainly. He gave a polite tip of the head, but his eyes sought his father behind him. Ali moved closer and set his hand on Hassan's shoulder. Baba met Hassan's wary--and puzzled--eyes. "I have summoned Dr. Kumar from New Delhi. Dr. Kumar is a plastic surgeon.? "Do you know what that is??the Indian man--Dr. Kumar-- said. Hassan shook his head. He looked to me for help but I shrugged. All I knew was that you went to a surgeon to fix you when you had appendicitis. I knew this because one of my classmates had died of it the year before and the teacher had told us they had waited too long to take him to a surgeon. We both looked to Ali, but of course with him you could never tell. His face was impassive as ever, though something sober had melted into his eyes. "Well,?Dr. Kumar said, "my job is to fix things on people's bodies. Sometimes their faces.? "Oh,?Hassan said. He looked from Dr. Kumar to Baba to Ali. His hand touched his upper lip. "Oh,?he said again. "It's an unusual present, I know,?Baba said. "And probably not what you had in mind, but this present will last you forever.? "Oh,?Hassan said. He licked his lips. Cleared his throat. "Agha sahib, will it... will it--? "Nothing doing,?Dr. Kumar intervened, smiling kindly. "It will not hurt you one bit. In fact, I will give you a Medicine and you will not remember a thing.? "Oh,?Hassan said. He smiled back with relief. A little relief anyway. "I wasn't scared, Agha sahib, I just...?Hassan might have been fooled, but I wasn't. I knew that when doctors said it wouldn't hurt, that's when you knew you were in trouble. With dread, I remembered my circumcision the year prior. The doctor had given me the same line, reassured me it wouldn't hurt one bit. But when the numbing Medicine wore off later that night, it felt like someone had pressed a red hot coal to my loins. Why Baba waited until I was ten to have me circumcised was beyond me and one of the things I will never forgive him for.