When the remains of sleep and the uncleanness of free dreaming had been abandoned for another morning, he dried himself with a towel and donned his ku...ta and turban.He spread his prayer cloth towards Mecca. He tried with great difficulty to concentrate. Each time he prostrated he thought about Rashida and her nude face. He was certain he did not dream of her, but she filled his thoughts before bed and now again while whispering Allah’s words. He tried to forget her by reciting the verses more. Grace felt for the light switch but couldn’t find one. She turned on the flashlight on her phone and sure enough there weren’t any switches or buttons, looking up she realized there weren’t even any light fixtures.. She kept her phone out and slowly descended. The space smelt of moldy books and Grace became aware that she might have made a big mistake and that if she got the slightest cough she’d go straight to the infirmary.When she got to the bottom of the steps she was surprised at how many. From several doors down the suburban street she could hear the sound of seventies heavy metal and, accompanying the record, Sunbeam's own guitar playing that was roughly, but not exactly, in tune. It was a wonder the neighbours didn't complain more than they did.As always, Tabitha couldn't help noticing the remarkable similarity between Sunbeam's own song compositions and those on the rock music records she accompanied. Sunbeam's father had given his daughter a comprehensive collection of vinyl. I was really delighted to see my aunt and my fantasies started creeping up my mind. I had been staying in the hospital during the day as my parents had gone home to rest. I was in the hospital beside my grandmother with only my aunt for a company. We spend the day there talking about each other and about all what we had been doing in the past few years. We were seeing each other after three years.In the evening, my parents returned back to the hospital and my mom asked me to go home taking my.