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Madaba, Jordan. 5.16pm
Grateful for the GPS in the hire car, Morgan weaved in and out the crazy traffic. Madaba was known as the ‘City of Mosaics’ because of the vast number of Byzantine remains. Morgan had seen pictures of the most famous, a detailed mosaic map of the Holy Land and in particular, Jerusalem. The cities weren’t physically far from each other, but with the current political situation, they could have been on opposite sides of the world.
They finally pulled up to the Mariam Hotel. It was cheap and cheerful with wifi, all they needed right now. Morgan reached for her backpack and pulled out a ring from a small compartment, slipping it onto the third finger of her left hand as Khal stirred.
“We’re here. Come on, time to rest, and by the way, we’re married for now.” Khal
