We walked to the pick-up – myself, Ali, Sharif,
Karen and Lisa. When we got to it, we realised there wasn’t
room for the three of us girls in the front.
‘I’ll get in the back, with Ali,’ I said
quickly.
I
hadn’t realised how badly I wanted to be alone with him
until then. And he must have felt the same way, because it was
only seconds after climbing in and out of sight that we wrapped
our arms around each other. This time it wasn’t just our
eyes that got to meet.
Jen has persuaded her friends to come on
holiday with her to Egypt. But two of them find it is too hot
and too taxing, and
only Jen
and Karen are adventurous enough to join the lovely Ali on
his boat and go to a village wedding.
Jen is completely caught
up in this exotic and exciting country, and she is especially
drawn to the quiet and gorgeous Ali.
Her friends think it is just a summer romance, but for Jen
and Ali
it is much, much more.
Can their love survive not only cultural
differences and distance, but tragedy as well?
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