Last Sunset

Last Sunset

“Truly one of Allah’s great creations,” Mohamed says, looking out at a blood red setting sun.

When I return I find Ahmed sitting with a strong expression on his face. It’s quiet now; the public beach is nearly empty, a few guys have grouped themselves in a circle around a water pipe, sharing the sweet tobacco.
“Wanna go in? I’ll carry you, no problem.” Ahmed doesn’t respond, at first.

“My wife should say that, thanks anyway, if I wanna go in, I’ll let you know.” Ahmed replies in a chilling tone without looking at me. It is the face I know, though it is as though someone else is talking through it.
The sun sets over the eastern desert and the sky turns, gradually, from red to blue.

A Last Sunset.

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