Finally he said, “I don’t want to upset you, but the fact is, I’m so tired and my stomach hurts so much, I just want to go back to my hotel room. I think I should just have some light soup and turn in.”
“No, that doesn’t upset me,” Zain said reassuringly. “On the contrary, I want you to do whatever will make you feel better. And I want you at your best tomorrow morning!”
In front of the elevator he kissed her on her forehead. She bent down and kissed his hand.
“Tomorrow we’ll go up in the mountains,” he said affectionately. “We’ll go to Aley, Bhamdoun, Sofar, Shaghour, Hamana, Falougha…”
“We’ll go wherever you want to!” she broke in brightly. “And I’ll be your chauffeur. What time should I be here?”
“Well,” he said wanly, “you know I get up early for the dawn prayer. But could you com
