In the middle of the festivities we looked at each other while entertaining the gathering by singing and playing the guitar. Sue nodded in a meaningfu... way and smiled. I smiled back, me having the problem again with an instantaneous hard on. Sue glimpsed at it, smiled at me, nodded again and commenced her singing. I just hoped that nobody else would notice my predicament.At three in the morning the guests had left. The family sat down.?That was a nice party? Our father commented.?Yes, thank you. I waited. Finally, she relented. "Fine. Alex says you stopped swimming." Alex should mind his own damn business." Alex didn't say anything to that. "But that's no reason for you to lug all the way up here." Peter Harper McElroy, you been up an' in the water by 5:am ever since you 10 years old. You tried ta swim when you had chicken pox. Now, all uh sudden, you ain't seen sight uh water in uh month?" I work in a pool. I swim every day." Not the same." Alex muttered behind me. I glared at him."It. It’s Friday. The beautiful mosques will soon be crowded.She has arrived, at last, and she is not going to leave in a hurry.Ah, Le Maroc. Matilda has been religiously saving her unemployment payments for months for this once-in-a-life-time trip. And now she is here, actually walking in the scenes of The Sheltering Sky that she has watched countless times in her little attic in Munich.Already she feels out of place. With her Munich shades on, her curly red hair flying in the brilliant sun and her. Megan was at Linda's desk. She ran to me and hugged me tightly. She told me quietly that Keith was in his office. She was filling out daily reports to give to him. She told me I knew the way then she returned to Linda's desk.I slowly walked to his office. I looked to see him just sitting there staring at two pictures on the far wall. One I thought we had buried forever. That being the picture of him, Danny and those men he lost one night a long time ago. Beside it hung the one of him and me in.