Penniless and passport-less after a robbery and with my first child on the way, I felt the walls of my life closing in. Struggling to learn Arabic and kicking against the restrictions placed on women in an Arabic village, I was overcome by loneliness, boredom and frustration.Living in a tiny room in my husband's parental home, I found myself surrounded by thirteen other members of Abed's family. Our idyllic existence of companionable working, weekends...