Barely a day passed without your finding an excuse to go back to the apartment in the hope of feasting your eyes upon her. You might not see her despite your efforts, but you were compelled to go up even for the most fabricated of reasons. Morgan always went to buy the Italian magazines that Houriya loved to read, so you took steps to procure that task. Let Morgan move on to some other job, like fetching the apartment’s food, drinks and household appliances.
Every morning you went to the newspaper seller, who had set up a stall above which he displayed Italian newspapers and magazines, and every morning he had at the ready the daily mix of publications that Houriya ordered. Most of them were magazines with satirical cartoons or illustrated short stories, but also some women’s magazines di
