Chapter 5
Thursday, April 19, 2007
“Please don’t be late,” I said to Shoroq. “I promised Mr. Khalifa we would be there by eleven. I want to be sure we arrive on time.”
I knew Shoroq would only get anxious if I hung around watching her while she dressed and put on her makeup, so I left. “I’ll wait for you down in my office.”
I went downstairs and through the hall to my office. We were supposed to leave the house to reach Khalid’s beach house at half past ten but, as usual, Shoroq would make us late. Ever since we married, we had tended to argue before leaving the house. I always felt that I had to seize each moment. I tried to make the best of every minute of my life. Shoroq, however, was always happily relaxed. It bothered me to be late for any appointment – even five minutes – and alt
