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Ramadan

Sea of scarves wrapped in different ways Various styles and rainbow of colors Flutter with the occasional breeze Men call to pedestrians passing by Each trying to fill their restaurant outdoor seating Fireworks momentarily pause conversations Vendors mingle among those already seated Hawking bubbles... Sign in to see full entry.

part 65

“The Mahmoud, he is crazy.” Is all that he says. “Yes he is. I am just letting you know.” Your lack of anger tells me you don’t give a shit! The elevator arrives. A7mad is not in it. He must be waiting down below. I pull my suitcases in the elevator. “If you need anything let me know.” Noaman says.... Sign in to see full entry.

part 64

I walk out on the balcony. I look at each person passing. Groups or couples I immediately eliminate. Each male that passes I scrutinize. Is that him? No A7mad doesn’t wear sandals out of the house. Is that him? No, A7mad would never dress like that. Too heavy, hair wrong color and so on with each... Sign in to see full entry.

part 63

“I saw the news. I was worried. Are you okay?” “Yes I’m fine. Are you okay?” “Yes. Just hurry and get here please. He’s awake now.” “Okay Ann.” “Bye for now.” I want to end the call before Noaman comes back into the living room. “Bye.” More of Noaman’s clothes are dry. I fold them and hang the rest... Sign in to see full entry.

part 62

“What’s this?” “I’m leaving. My son is sending his friend from the embassy to escort me back to Cairo so I can get my passport.” “When are you leaving?” “He was supposed to be here already.” “Do you know what he looks like?” “Yes, I’ve met him before.” Noaman picks up his keys which have been lying... Sign in to see full entry.

part 61

I’m wound up like the Energizer Bunny. Can’t sit still. Pacing and pacing – from the balcony to the bedroom. I try calling him again. Still no answer. It’s after ten. Where the hell is he? Ugh! This does nothing to calm my nerves but I know he is coming. Nothing much to do since I have everything... Sign in to see full entry.

part 60

I pick out my clothes to travel and lay them aside with any toiletries I will need for now. My suitcases are big and clunky so I hold them up and carry them carefully to the living room so I can pack in there and not worry about the zippers waking him. I carry one stack of clothes or other... Sign in to see full entry.

part 60

I pick out my clothes to travel and lay them aside with any toiletries I will need for now. My suitcases are big and clunky so I hold them up and carry them carefully to the living room so I can pack in there and not worry about the zippers waking him. I carry one stack of clothes or other... Sign in to see full entry.

part 59

The sun’s early rays reach out and tickle my eyelids open. It’s wonderful to not have to use an alarm clock to wake. I don’t have to worry about waking him as I prepare for the long day ahead of me. I wonder if I will be able to be out of here before he wakes. I wonder if A7mad caught the train at... Sign in to see full entry.

part 58

There’s a woman with blonde hair on the balcony. She’s waving! What the hell! Is that Annie? She looks so different with the blonde hair and the wind blowing it. I see her move her hand as if to wait or that she wants to talk. I go back to the cyber to talk with her. This guy at the cyber must think... Sign in to see full entry.

Annicita's Poetry, Short Stories & Thoughts

Tuesday, July 22, 2014

Ramadan

Sunday, July 20, 2014

part 65

Saturday, July 19, 2014

part 64

Friday, July 18, 2014

part 63

Wednesday, July 16, 2014

part 62

Tuesday, July 15, 2014

part 61

Monday, July 14, 2014

part 60

part 60

Sunday, July 13, 2014

part 59

Friday, July 11, 2014

part 58

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