13The atmosphere in the diwaniya was no longer what it had been and the crazies weren’t the crazies I had known. They had given up everything to devote themselves to the parliamentary elections. Their conversations had become more intense. They were no longer interested in including me in the conversation so Arabic dominated their discussions.
One evening Turki asked me to go somewhere with him, along with Mishaal and Abdullah. ‘Where?’ I asked him.
‘It’s not far,’ he said. The four of us went off, leaving Jabir and Mahdi in the diwaniya organising files that contained lots of phone numbers. I later found out that Jabir and Mahdi were working for the election campaigns of several candidates. Since they weren’t yet old enough to vote they had decided to serve their country in another way,
