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Tuesday, May 27, 2014

part 16

Amgad is upset with Mohamed because he called Nermin to try to go out with her knowing how Amgad feels about her. Amgad is not at all his usual happy outgoing self. He sits quietly not talking with anyone. Though he glances repeatedly at Mohamed. We order our drinks. Everyone had their prayer beads... Sign in to see full entry.

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Monday, May 26, 2014

part 15

The elevators are so small. Barely room for more than four to five people to fit snugly in it. I sit down on the floor since it could be an hour. He sends texts and uses the light as well. He calls Heba to let her know that we are coming but at the moment stuck in the elevator. This time it is over... Sign in to see full entry.

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Sunday, May 25, 2014

Memorial day

It's that time of year. The beginning of summer. Pools officially open. Picnic baskets, bikes, roller blades are abundant. Convertibles with the tops down cruising down the street. Baseball season with the must haves of hot dogs and beer at the stadium. Little league games that keep us running... Sign in to see full entry.

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Saturday, May 24, 2014

part 14

Every day since the robbery I look out the balcony and each black and yellow taxi I see I wonder if that is the taxi that robbed me. Is that the taxi that took away my love for this city? The one who not only robbed me of my identity but also feelings of security and safety to walk during the day... Sign in to see full entry.

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Thursday, May 22, 2014

Part 13

We go home to rest for a while. Neither one of us feels like we are on top of the world - more like under the wheels of a bus. I take my med for the night and eat some yogurt. I climb into bed. We are lying there and just suddenly the tears flow. The tension of all this, the not talking to each... Sign in to see full entry.

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Sunday, May 11, 2014

Mom

Whose arms will cuddle me Until the tears dry away? Whose hand will hold me Guiding me safely across the street? Whose words will soothe me As I nurse a broken heart? Whose strength will support me As my world falls apart? Whose wisdom will stay with me All the years of my life? *Happy mother's day... Sign in to see full entry.

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Friday, May 9, 2014

He Approaches

He approaches My Don Quixote Alone No white stallion Nor armor that shines Not tilting at windmills He dons his signature gear Striped red and black cap Covers his black curls Grey t shirt Baggy jeans secured with a ratty belt Catlike, long steady strides Confident self-assured I his Dulcinea Post... Sign in to see full entry.

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Tuesday, May 6, 2014

part 12

I wait outside again while Noaman checks with the post office. The package finally arrived and they delivered it already to Mr. Hassan. “Let’s drive by and see if he is there.” I said. I have been waiting so long for that package. We drive by there but the shop is closed. It’s been almost two hours... Sign in to see full entry.

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Monday, May 5, 2014

part 11

We drive home. The pharmacy is right there on the corner. We walk over and Noaman gives them the list. He also has his blood pressure taken. It’s fine. I would hope so with all the meds the doctor has him taking. Noaman hangs on to me almost pulling me down. The elevator ride to the flat is quiet. I... Sign in to see full entry.

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Sunday, May 4, 2014

4-4 part 10

We exit the office to descend the stairs. I am so lightheaded that I am not sure I can make it down the stairs without falling or fainting. I take the steps slowly one by one. No sympathy from Noaman as he says “I too! I too!” We get in the car. I am feeling worse by the moment. “Noaman.” “Yes?” “I... Sign in to see full entry.

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