Renovations
I started to meet with architects, designers, and decorators. I was shocked to hear the numbers. I never thought it would be that expensive. This renovation idea might have to be put on hold. I was disappointed.
I heard that Hussi had visited Israel and had seen my angels. I was apprehensive, but there was nothing I could do about it. However, something good did come from his visit.
“We are going away for a few days. Your family will take care of everything.”
And just like that, we were on our way to … somewhere.
Hussi held my hand, but he was quiet.
“Where are we going?” I asked.
He smiled. “To the airport.”
Hussi took me to Casablanca, my dream place. I was speechless, excited, and, yes, my eyes filled with tears. Why? Why would he take me to Morocco, especially now w
