With Difficulties
Chapter 1. With Difficulties
Police crowded the airport. Cameras flashed around a private plane standing on the runway. From outside, the scene looked like the aftermath of a disaster.
Inside the terminal, CJ and Elsa sat on a bench, each wrapped in a blanket like an Eskimo. Elsa was nearly shaking. Neither said a word.
A police officer approached.
CJ: Speak English...??
Officer: Yes. Tell me again... how did you land the plane?
CJ: With difficulties...
Elsa poked him.
Elsa: Answer the man before we end up in prison!
CJ: Ouch... I am! Officer, I have no idea. I just listened to the radio and I did...
Officer: It is amazing. That plane would have crashed.
CJ: Yeah, same as my dreams lately...
Elsa poked him again.
CJ: Ouch! What is the matter with you? I just saved us!
Elsa: You... you... before you, I never had to miss a bus... and now I am falling from the sky, CJ!
CJ: Believe me, I know...
His phone rang.
CJ: Hiii mama... eh... kifik... La la, bas ma ma3e wa2t khabrik, ken heik faj2a... Eh, eh... ma t3tale ham ana mnih... marte hon hadde... Eh ma bha chi, klo tamem...
Elsa turned and watched him suspiciously. She understood Arabic.
CJ: Eh... walla ya mama ma btzbat... 3a Lbnen? Leh? Fi chi?? Akid la2... marte ma bt2dir... Ya mama... wlik rou2e...
The camera would have pulled away as Elsa covered her face.








