Chapter 26Hassan drove to Mohammed’s house. He had to talk to someone. This was fast becoming a nightmare. He could have kicked himself for walking out on her, but Talya was unbelievable. She sent him away like an unwanted servant. He was hurt.
He arrived at Mohammed’s place very late but as usual, the latter was sitting on the bench below the street light.
“Well, well, what brings you here on this fine night?” Mohammed watched his friend come to sit beside him.
Without preamble, Hassan said, “Have you ever known me to take a woman and reject her after one night?”
“No, not since you’ve returned from France, yet, I don’t know what you did while you were at the Sorbonne or while you were living in Paris.” Mohammed smiled. “But what’s this about?”
“It’s about Talya...”
“Umm, I see, an
