Muslim Jew

I only found out about my father's death a month ago! We heard two knocks on the door, and I twisted my body, trying to escape Hassan's grasp, but she gave me a gentle elbow push, pulling me back into her lap. I didn't respond, and I turned my head towards someone, my eyes smiling at the person who had come in. I thought it was my grandfather; for a moment, she was an acquaintance, wearing a black dress and shawl. I was surprised to see my father; no one in the house had heard about his death. She sat on the sofa, looking at us with a mixture of surprise and wonder. We still don't know what's going on, and her face is changing with each passing moment. The resistance fighters were taking a boat on the lake near the house, heading towards Port Said.