Part 16

“I hope you are not angry with me,” she says, laughing.

“No, not really,” I say.

“But I have decided to return the jewels to the museum in Egypt. My Egyptian friend is going to do the same. I like Egypt. I like practicing my Arabic and I don't want trouble there. I think your sister should do the same, otherwise I will inform the authorities.”

“Maybe you are right,” she says.

“Would you like another beer?” I ask her.

We sit quietly. I think of the money I might have had. Then, on the other hand, I think of the trouble I might have had. I start to eat my soup. I feel warm and happy for the first time in days.