People walked in every direction, tarp-covered carts sold street food, young men washed windshields with dirty bucket water, well-dressed black women performed manicures in makeshift booths,...
My eyes kept coming back to four words: “critical but stable condition.” My scalp prickled and the hair stood up on the back on my neck...
The sun was going down. Safaa had never called me back. I should go home and rest, but I wanted to pursue this lead. My wounded...
I resolved to be done with Badger. Yes, Amiri was one of my oldest friends. But he was on an express highway to self-destruction, and I...
I was heartened by Badger’s prediction that Safaa and I would reunite. He possessed deep insights. His prognostications always came true, a fact that I could...
To find Badger - he continually moved from place to place - I’d have to see his mother Chausiku. I dreaded the visit. I had not...
A shaheed? I thought bitterly. Is that what we’re calling it now? Well, Red saved my life, so maybe he was indeed a shaheed. Maybe his...
There was no doubt. It was clearly Jamilah Al-Husayni. My cousin. I hadn’t seen her in three years, but I’d recognize that uncompromising, sharp-nosed visage anywhere.
Dr. Ehab had lied to me. Tarek didn’t have any job in Palm Springs. He was in a drug rehab facility. I shook my head in...
I needed information about Angie’s family. The most likely person to supply the information was Tarek, but I had no idea where to find him.