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“No, what I mean is that before he gets very sick, if this tumor grows, he has
to look after his affairs. Tomorrow he’s having some tests done to verify his
condition, and then they’ll put him on a new experimental medication. We’ll see
how his body reacts to that, as well as how effective the medication is going to be
on the tumor.”
“Oh, honey, I feel so sorry he’s so sick, but don’t forget, you have to be strong
for him, as long as he’s around.”
“Thank you, sweetheart, for your kind words. Come to think of it, I have to
be strong for him whether he’s here or back home; you know, I’m the only
nephew he has whom he trusts with affairs of the family.”
“You mean you may return with him?”
“Of course, baby, if he needs me to go and do things for him. Of course, I’ll
go. He’s my family, he and my Auntie Mara.”
She is silent on the other end of the line. She had never thought of his going
away, that far away. If he goes to Iraq, is he going to come back? She never
thought that he may need to leave the United States ever. Then, what will she do?
Go with him? Would he want her to go with him?
“By the way, are you coming for dinner, honey?” she asks.
“Yeah, if that makes you happy. How about I get Talal to come along, will
that be okay with your mother?”
“My mom doesn’t mind Talal, as a matter of fact I think my mom likes him.
Don’t be late, please. It’ll be just the four of us and Mom has prepared chicken
breast in the oven with plenty of lemon and herbs. I’m sure you’ll like it.”
“Okay, baby, we’ll be there no later than six.”
Jennifer tells her mother that both Hakim and Talal are coming around six
and suddenly Emily feels very warm and excited. She says nothing, but goes
upstairs to have a shower and get ready, although it’s only three o’clock. She has
caught herself thinking of him a number of times today. In church, her mind
never let her concentrate on the service; always, his eyes with that light sadness in
them and a line of white, straight teeth tormented her. She cannot think straight.
What is it with her? This is unusual. She has always been a very organized and
meticulous person. How come she can’t concentrate?
She is undressed in her bathroom and looks at herself in the mirror. Her
forty-seven-year-old body is full of passion, full of fire, and the only one who can
quench that fire is a younger man with sweet, dark eyes. Yes, her body is hungry for
sex, and Talal, who has come into her life quite unexpectedly, with his open heart
and simple manners, fills her life with a passion and joy she hasn’t felt for a long
time. Why has fate brought him to her? Why has she come to the point of being
unable to get him out of her mind? Why has he turned her life upside-down?
Manolis Aligizakis 